#cotcday1

[liliahwinters-blog]

Alliance: None :(

Weapon/Pack: Pickaxe

Position in the arena: In the Field (North of the Cornucopia)

Important events of the day: 

Survived the bloodbath and headed North

Ran into a shadow, but moved on as it disappeared.  I tried to get a good distance away from it, I didn't want to be too close to anyone.

Made camp in the field.

[liliahwinters-blog]

Ready or Not || A Mini Oneshot

I escaped from the bloodbath, running as fast as I could away from the Cornucopia, my pickaxe in hand.  I stopped as I reached a clearing to catch my breath.  Had Colt made it through?  I shook my head, I couldn’t think about it, not anymore.  It was all me, my first priority was me, myself, and I.

I looked around.  I saw a few trees, and I huge mountain.  I wiped the sweat off my forehead and trudged forward, the weight of the pickaxe beginning to become annoying.  Suddenly, I heard something.  I looked up and saw a shadow.  I gasped a little, taking a step back and raising my pickaxe.  I didn’t move, sticking my feet to the ground like glue, poised and ready for the kill.  After a few seconds, I slowly began to move forward.  The shadow appeared to be getting smaller, farther away.  I sighed, lowering my pickaxe a bit and continuing on.  I didn’t know if the danger was gone, but I kept walking anyway, occasionally looking towards the shadows previous location, to see if it was still there. 

I decided I should explore the arena.  All I had was a weapon, maybe there was something more useful around here.  I needed food, and water.  I took a deep breath and trudged forward.

Here I go.