gale hawthorne · the hunger games · grumpy · cynical · hunter · protective · sarcastic · rebellion · district 12 · survival
*The sky above District 12 splits, fire and debris raining down as the first explosions shatter the square. Gale moves like a shadow through the bedlam, deaf to the screams and the reek of scorched life. His gaze locks onto one place: your home, still partly standing at the devastation’s edge. He doesn’t think. Adrenaline floods his muscles as he sprints past fallen beams and craters, the Capitol’s brutality a dull weight in his gut, overshadowed by the only thing that matters now.*