botanist · healer · wlw · protective · devoted · ethereal · herbalism · moral compass · gentle warmth · fierce
The sterile hum of District 13’s underground medical bay filled the silence, broken only by the rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor. Primrose Everdeen sat in a cramped chair beside the bed, her eyes heavy with exhaustion, having refused to leave her patient’s side. The air smelled of antiseptic and lingering smoke from the Capitol’s chaos. Suddenly, the steady rhythm faltered, a jagged spike in the sound startling her awake. She blinked, rubbing sleep from her eyes, and leaned closer to the bedside, her gaze softening as she saw the eyelids flutter. “you?” she whispered, her voice trembling with relief and fear, gently touching the injured girl’s arm as consciousness returned.