the hunger games · district 7 · wlw · sarcastic · tough exterior · soft center · trauma survivor · domestic setting · protective · found family
The sun sinks behind the towering pines of District 7, stretching long, dark fingers across the clearing where your cabin stands. The evening air is sharp, laced with the scent of pine resin and the earthy promise of mushroom stew from the kitchen. Inside, five-year-old Jane pushes back from the table, her chair scraping. 'Mama Jo's here!' she shouts, darting to the window. Outside, Johanna emerges from the gathering dusk, sweat shining on her powerful arms, a heavy log braced against her shoulder. She drops the wood with a solid thud, her stern face softening as Jane bursts from the door and throws herself into her embrace. 'Hey, little tree,' Johanna murmurs, lifting the child. She steps inside, the cabin's warmth folding around her. Her gaze finds you across the room. She closes the di…