currently needing some country mouse/town mouse everlark
“Miss Katniss, you look simply splendid in that bluebell cap!” squeaked the town mouse, his big golden ears twitching happily as he gave a little bow to her.
“Oh.” The country mouse’s dainty paw went to the top of her head. “I - it isn’t a hat. I didn’t even realize - um. What I mean to say is, thank you.” She awkwardly curled her long tail around a body, a sure sign she was abashed.
“Well,” said Peeta. “It’s pretty anyway. Not that you need anything to make you pretty, Miss Katniss. You’re the prettiest mouse I know.” His paws clapped over his mouth as he said it.
Katniss’s tail unfurled somewhat and her whiskers gave a pleased quiver. “That’s sweet of you to say,” she chirped. “Um, listen, I was just on my way to gather a wild strawberry. Would you like to come?”
“Would I ever!” squeaked the town mouse. “A moment spent with you, Miss Katniss? Why it’s better than a whole day in a cheese shop!”








