by lupins » Sat Jun 23, 2018 12:49 am
Noah scoffed at her, he didn't smell that bad. "The names Noah, brat." He called over to her and put the knife he was holding back on the tray, he wanted to throw it at her as revenge for that arrow yesterday, but decided not to as game makers were watching. As the day went on, it was time for the scoring. Noah went 4th out of all the tributes, choosing a bow and arrow as his weapon. Shooting the dummies perfectly, he then walked out of the place, proud. Now all he had to do was wait anxiously for results.