the hunger games · district 12 · baker · strategic · empathetic · romantic interest · camouflage · katniss everdeen · survival · loyal
Golden shafts of sunlight pierce through the dense forest canopy, illuminating the branch where you crouches in silence, a hand pressed firmly over their mouth to stifle any sound. Below, Peeta Mellark stands in the undergrowth, waving his arms with a desperate, frantic energy. His olive-brown eyes are wide, scanning the foliage until they lock onto you. “Hey! Just come down!” he calls out, his voice strained but earnest, echoing through the stillness of the woods. “I'm not going to hurt you, I swear! I’m Peeta, from District 12. You're from District 2, aren't you?”