The Hunger Games: Snare
Title: snare
Fandom: The Hunger Games
Characters/Pairings: Gale
Rating: PG
Summary: It's morning in District Twelve.
It's morning in District Twelve, and Gale takes solace in the woods, setting traps and snares with his deft hands, scarred and callused from too many accidental triggerings, a lifetime of gutting and cleaning his kills. A whole life of hunting and gathering, because it's his job to keep Katniss' family alive, to keep his own family alive. When she comes out, she'll be filthy rich, he thinks. She won't have to work as hard anymore. The thought makes him a little sad, and he doesn't quite know why.
Gale doesn't allow himself to think in "if"'s. If Katniss comes out, if his family has nothing because he's failed at the hunt, if Prim wastes and starves, if Catnip's mother goes back to that dark place....
If he thinks in "if"'s, things start to spiral out of control.
He affixes the trigger to a ground snare, obscuring the whole thing with a careful scattering of leaves. When tripped, the snare is capable of capturing at least six rabbits, or a good-sized wild bird. When he's done spreading the leaves, Gale rocks back on his heels and rises to his feet, surveying his work. It should do the trick-- will do the trick.
The sky brightens as he slips under the loose patch in the fence. It's morning in District Twelve, and the Seventy-Fifth Hunger Games are about to begin.
Fandom: The Hunger Games
Characters/Pairings: Gale
Rating: PG
Summary: It's morning in District Twelve.
It's morning in District Twelve, and Gale takes solace in the woods, setting traps and snares with his deft hands, scarred and callused from too many accidental triggerings, a lifetime of gutting and cleaning his kills. A whole life of hunting and gathering, because it's his job to keep Katniss' family alive, to keep his own family alive. When she comes out, she'll be filthy rich, he thinks. She won't have to work as hard anymore. The thought makes him a little sad, and he doesn't quite know why.
Gale doesn't allow himself to think in "if"'s. If Katniss comes out, if his family has nothing because he's failed at the hunt, if Prim wastes and starves, if Catnip's mother goes back to that dark place....
If he thinks in "if"'s, things start to spiral out of control.
He affixes the trigger to a ground snare, obscuring the whole thing with a careful scattering of leaves. When tripped, the snare is capable of capturing at least six rabbits, or a good-sized wild bird. When he's done spreading the leaves, Gale rocks back on his heels and rises to his feet, surveying his work. It should do the trick-- will do the trick.
The sky brightens as he slips under the loose patch in the fence. It's morning in District Twelve, and the Seventy-Fifth Hunger Games are about to begin.