The 25th Hunger Games (Hybrid Hunger Games rp; semi-lit)

[Quitting :I]

-Dakota-16-Genet-

Dakota hopped to another tree, then he heard the loud crack of a branch and that haunting scream. It made his tail fluff up and his ears flick back against his head. His eyes widened when he saw that flash of gold which indicated the beast coming after him again. He grit his teeth, muttering something incoherent and fevered as he hopped to the next tree like a squirrel. Boy, that must've been pretty entertaining for the audience to watch. He continued through the trees, and soon he thought he caught sight of someone up ahead…No, two someones. Great, now he had to deal with two hazards, with an injured arm no less. He leaped to a tree near the kid holding a bow and arrows. "Hey! Big, dark, and ugly comin' your way!" He called out, tail lashing as he looked behind his shoulder to see the lion beast about 20 feet away. He hopped into another tree a bit haphazardly, making the branch quiver and rustle under his weight, and there he stayed, flattening himself against the trunk.

[Gemino-]

Cog-D3-14-Honey Badger

He'd been running for what seemed to be forever, and just a he stops to pant, figuring maybe he'd covered enough ground for today; screams fill the air around him. ...Not again. His curled fingers clutch his spear as his eyes glance around, looking for anything that moves. No sign of the lions, and the next screams he hears are a little more to his left- were they moving away from him? They must be, probably in pursuit of a larger amount of tributes. Not liking the closeness to his enemies, Cog takes off once more- but at a slower pace this time, that he feels he can keep up for longer.

[drakeagle]

Zorath saw the arrow fly and a harsher scream from further into the woods. ''nice shot'' he said.

(WB)

[james moriarty]

Chris didn't look up when he heard the rustling - he was sure that whatever it was was much too small to be a lion. He was surprised, however, to hear a voice call out the position of the nearest lion. "I would get the hell out of here, if I were you," he called up to the unknown tribute, still scanning the brush for the mutt, "The lions will be more interested in two tributes than one. And this is the Hunger Games." he heard the rustle of feathers and the pounding of paws coming closer, though this animal had apparently stopped screaming. His muscles tended when the sound stopped, as if the beast was preparing to pounce. Then, with a loud roar, the golden lion leapt out from between two trees.

Chris let the arrow fly, but the sudden movement had caused him to flinch, throwing the arrow off-target. It buried itself in a tree to the creature's side. Chris barely ha time to react before the lion was upon him. He made a split-second decision and jumped from the tree, landing on his feet on the ground below. "Zorath, please tell me you have some knives or something." he said as calmly as he could while he stared into the yellow eyes of the giant feline.

[Lover-Of-Music!]

Maya worked until sweat poured off her forehead. "Alright, I think we're done!" She squeezed into the cool cave and sat down, exhausted.

[drakeagle]

Zorath|district 9|golden eagle

''i have the next best thing!'' he shouted back to cris flying up then diving down feet first, talons outstreched. ''eat this you oversised cat!'' he shouted as he dug into the beasts back.

[Wolf'sflame]

(nope, recap?)

[Lover-Of-Music!]

[[nothing much wolf]]

[Wolf'sflame]

(District 3 is allowed to gain something from the sponsors, they may PM me so that they may have some)

[Quitting :I]

•Dakota---District 2---Genet•

Dakota hesitated a moment. He didn't want to just leave them there, but wasn't the whole point to have one winner? One person to come out on top as the victor? He didn't exactly have the best standings at the moment, but right now, he was home free. The teen quickly dropped to the ground and darted off as fast as his feet could carry him. He stopped after getting far enough that he couldn't see, hear, or smell any of the kids or the beast he'd just left behind. His ears twitched incessantly, picking up every little sound around him. There was some sort of bird in the tree above, and a beetle buzzing off to his right. He paused just to listen for a moment. And that was all he needed. A moment later, the sound of something liquid, something flowing caught his attention. Water. Dakota pulled an orange backpack off his back. Not exactly a great color for the forest, but he'd smeared mud all over it to camouflage it. Inside was a bunch of supplies in it. Food, a grappling hook and rope, a sleeping bag, et cetera. The most important item at the moment, however, was the empty canteen. If he could fill it with water, he'd be home free. However, he'd probably have to put it in the sun for a while, so any harmful bacteria could be killed by the heat. He headed off toward the water he'd heard, hoping he wouldn't run into anything or anyone unsavory.