Juno wasn’t anywhere Juliet’s eyes could reach. She did take a few wrong turns, anticipating meeting one of those terrible creatures, but, all in all, she looked up at what was left of the sun after all the trees cut from it, and she knew where she should be instinctively. She had a natural way of walking North when she needed to walk North, although, the way she had experienced it, North only meant trouble. It meant killings. It meant the Cornucopia. No cannons broke through the eerie forest silence, so her ally had to be at least alive. Still, the amount of time that had gone since their last meeting had surpassed any other moment.
She took a deep breath as the decision to head in what she childishly deemed to be the forbidden direction -- there was comfort in the woods, and she knew about the bare fields that covered the area around the Cornucopia. Still, she owed Juno at least that, after the girl had saved her life, quite literally. Without her, her own cannon would’ve been long shot.
As she was walking, avoiding the best she could any other form of life after her prior experience with that creature, out of no where and in an instant, something changed. It was background noise, but Juliet could sense it right away. The trees moving their branches by soft wind were now a faded song to a muffled noise that kept getting closer. All of a sudden, everything was white at her feet and the wave of snow knocked her from her feet. Yet, it was nothing compared to what happened up North, not that Juliet had any idea of it. She stood up, careful and more panicked than ever, at a second away from bursting out in tears.
She thought nothing of the snow, of the coldness. It was already something she was used to. If anything, it only reminded her of back home. Hunger served as a good reminder of how Januaries never passed without a neighborhood death. She thought back about her district, and her eyes swam in tears again, but she kept going, knowing that whatever this snow meant, it would be better to face it with company.
After all, Juliet could forget that she was in the Hunger Games for entire minutes if she had someone to talk to. It brought some sort of comfort she didn’t want to lose. In fact, she didn’t want to lose Juno at all, even though she barely knew her.