[1x1] the hunger games

[Felixmiaoun]

Ethan let out a quiet chuckle when he ducked his head slightly. "Yeah. I know for sure the smell won't be gone until a long time from now," he said.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

"Can I rest?" he asked Ethan, feeling worn out from the running, breathing in smoke, and then throwing up.

[Felixmiaoun]

Ethan gave him a nod in reply. “Yeah, of course,” he replied.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

"Thanks," he said gratefully. He lied down and closed his eyes, falling asleep shortly after.

[Felixmiaoun]

“Yeah, no problem!” he said. He kept watch, not noticing him fall asleep. He could see a tribute from afar, but decided not to worry about it just yet.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Kolh curled up on the ground. His breathing was starting to clear up a bit.

[Felixmiaoun]

Ethan was silently hoping that the tribute didn’t see him. He readied the bow he had, ready to fire. He glanced at Kolh every now and then.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Kolh woke up later, and sat up. "Did I miss anything?" he asked, not noticing the other tribute.

[Felixmiaoun]

Ethan shook his head. “No, but there’s another tribute nearby,” he said.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

"What?" he exclaimed, looking around. He spotted the tribute,. "We should go," he whispered urgently.