IcyNinjaPenguin

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Ice found the found the odd ferret thing dragging one of its paws. It seemed to be limping with determination. But why? She looked behind and saw what the ferret was running from. In the distance came bright balls of silver flame bursting down, hitting random objects... and it was coming closer. Clearly the people controlling the game didn't like Her passive approach to the game so they were chasing her to the other tributes. Ice began to run and saw a silver fire ball heading straight twards the ferret. I'm going to regret this later she thought then she grabbed the ferret saving it from becoming a pile of ash. She carried the ferret as she ran. Where are you leading me now capital? The silver colored fire balls finally quit. That could only mean one thing... she was near an even more imposing danger. She heard screaming coming from nearby. Ice scurried up a tree, ferret still in hand. She saw a tribute running while a pack of people and mutants were chasing him. Ice felt a sick ping of sadness. She wanted to help but didn't want to die herself. Wich would surely happen if she climbed down from the tree. Below ice watched a gruesome sight. A cannon fired and the chaos slowly dispersed. Ice let out a breath of air she didn't realize she was holding, then leaned back against the tree she was sitting in. The ferret lay in a ball on ice's lap. The creature looked contentet. She petted his white fur silently thanking him for helping her. She sun was starting to set but ice found sleep allusive this night. She kept avoiding things that weren't really there. She was so parinoid that someone would kill her while she slept. Her thirst didn't help matters either. Finally when she almost fell asleep the ferret got out of her lap and began to scurry up the tree. No! Don't go. You're my only friend right now... she began to move when she realized the animal was just getting a drink of water. The leaves were made of water, with only a thin skin of green to hold the water within. She grabbed several of the leaves and gulped down the water. It made her feel beter all over. Her cuts on her arm even seemed to heal a little. The ferret ran back to ice and curled up on her lap once more. What a lovely discovery, ice thought. You have saved my life twice this night small ferret. Thank you.

Ice held a bloodied rock, staring at the corps of what resembled a cow. she'd mannaged to bash the rock into the beasts head enough times to kill the thing. Her arms ached. Shed recived generous slashes on her arms. They'd need antiseptic but nothing too deep for worry. Thankfully. She decided it was worth the risk to eat the mutant cow meat. Would the capital poison the flesh. It seemed to likely that they would... therefore they probably assumed not to waste the money to poison it. After all, what fool would eat a mutant cow? Well ice would... A cannon fired and a familiar face flashed into the sky. Isana. They became friends during training. Ice shook her head in sadness. First dale now isana. Ice placed another rock next to the tree she slept in. Each rock representing a tribute who fell. Her way to pay respects to thoes that had died. Ice felt alone... and dehydrated. She needed water. She climed into a tree with weak arms, attempting to get a better look at where she was. Scanning her surroundings she saw more mutant cows. And some odd white ferret/sugar glider thing gliding from tree to tree. But no water source in sight. Where was the water? She decided to watch the ferret for a momment. It was oddly beautiful watching the creature jump from branch to branch... and then... it hit one of the branches and fell to the ground. Curiosity got the better of ice so she began to climb down to see what happened to the critter... who would probably chew her face off... but her instinct told her otherwise. And so she climed.

Ice felt her feet guide her away from the cornucopia. She was not shocked at her sudden choice. Many may think it a cowardly desision. She thought it wise. Ice fear was soon began to evolve into determination. This was not a determination to kill people, it was a determination to help everyone live as long as they could. No, surly the capital would kill her somehow when they realized her true intentions. But she would rather go down from a random "fluke" fire caused by the evil creators of the game, than by the hands of another poor child simply trying to survive. It was the last bit of humanity she had left. They couldn't take everything from her. She continued to run, watching the ungulates as she passed. Surely they couldn't be just cows, but perhaps the meat upon them could be useful. No... it would be poisoned wouldnt it? She paused mid run to consider...

It was finally here. Somehow she thought this day would never come. The only sound ice could hear was frantic beatings of her heart trying to escape. Would the sounding of the games be louder than the pulsing sound within? Ice was terrified. Her fear didn't come from fearing her own death however. No she'd been raised in a harsh world. She knew how to kill. She knew how to survive. But could she kill people? Would she? Ice surveyed her surroundings. Her eyes met dale's, the boy tribute from her district, and he smiled. The smile was genuine. How did he do that? How could he smile in a place such as this? Focus. I've got to make a decision. Will I go for the cornucopia? Ice decided that she would just run and let her feet decide for her when the time came, and it was comming. Time seemed to approach faster than a mistborn burning atium... what an odd thought to have... what is a mistborn?... Was the stress of the games already getting to her? And what?! Are those cows?! The sound went off and next thing ice knew she was running.

Sounds fun! Sign up ice. She is a tribute from district 6.