*~*Hunger Games RP*~*

[DuckLover2399]

Crispin, who had left his ally sleeping safely up a tree, crouched by the one and only creek that branched off the waterfall and was safe to drink. He dipped a handmade canteen into the cool water, filling it to the brim.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Hendrik crept through the forest, his light footsteps heard crunching through the leaves where Crispin stood.

 

[DuckLover2399]

Upon hearing the crunching he stopped, quieting his self. He turned on his heel, as quiet as could be the light bow once on his back was now in his hand poised to shot.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Upon hearing the twang of a bow's string, Hendrik stopped right in his tracks and stood deathly still, clutching onto a dagger just in case.

 

[DuckLover2399]

(I love that word, Twang.

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Crispin stayed in his tight position, hardly breathing at all.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

P)

After several minutes of silence, Hendrik decided he would speak. "Hello?" he called, just loud enough for Crispin to hear.

 

[DuckLover2399]

"Who's there?"

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

"Hendrik."

 

[DuckLover2399]

"Crispin."

 

[littlecreekfarm]

Can I join?