Definition of Trouble (open)

[blackdawn]

Humid, summer days like this didn't normally bother Jasmine, unlike her elder sister and brother. Although it was raining-what would be considered in the Fellin family as perfect weather-she couldn't bother them enough to join her short outdoor trek.

Her intentions were completely focused on finding a specific flower-one that would make a nice indigo dye-irises came to her mind first.

Finding the locations of a large mass of flowers was almost like an instinct to her. At least-she liked to pretend it was.

Jasmine tilted her head upwards to the sky and scented the air, as though she were some innocent animal. She dropped into a crouch and began to stalk forwards through the thickness of the grass which made up the border between what was their land and the other land that belonged to District 9.

After a good five minutes, her skinny legs grew tired of crawling and scraping against the sharp edges of the grass. She stood erect, brushed the grass and dirt off her shirt and continued forward, skipping without a care in the world.

"Aha!" she muttered under her breath, catching sight of the patch. Cautiously, she made sure no one had followed her to get the precious flowers for themselves and then tiptoed forwards, with all ease and silence.

They reflected in her eyes, made them seem even more blue then they were already, even with a hint of violet-she would envy someone with violet or indigo eyes, if she knew a guy.

With a smile on her face, she knelt down and picked several irises, gathering them up in a small basket woven by her mother, and then some extra in her pockets.

Quite unfortunately, she was too engulfed in her dreams and happiness to pay any attention to her surroundings until she heard a nearby snapping of a branch. Abruptly, she stood erect, dropping some of the flowers. "Hello?" she called with a snaky tone.

She stepped closer to the source. "Who's there?"

Revealing itself from the bushes, was a creature-dark gray and oddly large. It's lip was curled back to show a full row of yellowed, but certainly not blunt teeth. The eyes were like fire and it's fur stood on end. It reminded her of one time...

"I swear, it was ten feet high! And it's teeth were as large as dad's dagger!"

"Did you see a flying hedgehog in the sky as well?"

"Don't make fun of me, Lea!"

"It too preposterous to sound true, Luke! A wolf? Ten feet high? Sounds more like a giant bear to me. I don't doubt it's teeth were sharp though."

"Do you believe me, dad?"

Brutus Fellin's eyes were distantly sympathetic- the last thing he would ever do would be to break his son's spirit. "Of course I do, boy."

"See, I told you!"

Jasmine swallowed the bile rising in her throat. A wolf.

[-xXInverted FlyingJennyXx-]

Grace

The rain has kept Joy home, so it's my chance to go out and impress my parents. I find it sad that I have to take these kinds of opportunities to impress my mother. I love her, but she just doesn't tolerate my artsy-ness as much as Dad does.

I sneak out of the house with my third-best bow on my shoulder and the usual boots with my left-handed dagger on my feet. The rain is nasty and summer is extremely hot this year. It's probably due to pollution from a District nearby. It stinks, literally. I leave the shoulder bag home because it'd be pretty much impossible to draw with the rain pouring. No, today's a hunting day.

I slip up a tree and leap from branch to branch, sheltered from the rain by the leafy canopy. I think I leap into private territory accidentally, because I glance down five minutes later and see that nothing looks familiar anymore. I shrug and continue to cross from tree to tree.

Suddenly, I hear the snap of a twig. My head turns suddenly; my eyes dart all over. I spy a large dark form moving swiftly through the woods below. My heart stops. I could shoot it, but this is private property and the angle isn't right from this tree. I jump to another tree and raise my bow, stringing an arrow and pulling it tight without realizing it. I stop myself from releasing, but then I make a quick decision. Private property or not, a wolf is dangerous. I release, sending the arrow sailing to pierce the wolf in the left eye. It drops to the ground. I drop from my tree, aware that I'm trespassing, but tempted to take my prize and go. This will impress Mom, especially since the pelt is perfectly intact.

In doing so, I find myself face to face with a young girl with as frightened look. I gasp, not sure what to do.

[blackdawn]

Jasmine's heart raced. She knew she shouldn't run-that was the worst thing to do. And no other solution came to her mind but to stand there and wait for whatever fate beheld her with the wolf.

The one thing that scared her more than the wolf was the arrow that hit it from nowhere. She even leaped a little when it came into contact with the animal. Even after it dropped dead, she found that she was unable to move. Ever so slightly did her fingers tremble- for someone who could kill a wolf like that...

Before she could turn around she found herself facing an unfamiliar girl, about ready to take up the beast. Her eyes widened as far as they could go.

Out of fear she began muttering. "Th-th-thanks..." was the only audible word she managed to get out of herself. The rest seemed like gibberish.

The fear began to overcome her though; she took a few wary steps backwards and then darted into the forest, leaping into a tree with a trail of irises behind her.

[chaseee]

Alyss Evergreen

I stood by a tree, gazing at the scene unfolding before me. A girl stood in her tracks, frozen by fear. A giant wolf-beast glared at the girl, a mere two yards from where I stand. I am about to shoot my bow at the beast myself, when a thin arrow plunges into the ferocious animal.

I'm standing there, shocked when the other girl walks in. She was the one who had shot the beast. The first girl (now the saved girl) stumbles over a bashfull thank you, and then darts off in the other direction. I stare after, unable to think about how strange that was. What the hell was that thing? I think. It didn't look like any other wolf I had ever seen roaming the woods. Maybe a mutation?

I wonder what I should do next. Walk over to the girl who had just saved the other girl's life, or chase after the girl who was saved? I decide to go with the first. I'm already exhausted with the days hunt and with the head start that girl had I would just end up getting lost.

I stroll into the clearing where the scene had taken place, and gaze at the girl. She seems so familiar... Maybe from school? I have no idea, and brush off the question almost immediately. I don't really care.

"That was a pretty good shot you had there," I say, nudging the strange wolf with my foot. Flies are already starting to land on the carcass. If this girl doesn't haul this peice of meat to the butcher in the next couple of minutes, the meat might not be good anymore. The blistering-hot weather wasn't helping much either.

I extend my hand, hoping to have a new friend here. My mother was always telling me I needed to make some. The word was pretty foreign to me. I could trust hardly anyone nowadays. Everyone was either hanging out with me out of pity or planning on publicly humiliating me. Well, in my eyes anyway.

[sadniss everdeen]

(OOC: Mind if I pop in?)

Flight

The wolf drops to the ground, motionless, and I snort from my position on the tree branch. That look of terror on the girl's face almost made me howl in laughter. Though I do wonder what kind of wolf that is, much too big to be natural.

The shot was perfect, arcing straight into the beast's eye. I don't even flinch as the body shudders and collapses, the other bright yellow eye, the exact shade of my own, staring lifelessly into the sky. Tch, good luck hauling that piece back before it spoils.

When the first girl stammers out an embarassing thank you my lips twist into an amused smirk, but I watch in curiousity as she turns tail and runs straight into the forest, leaping at the closest tree. Wait, closest... shit.

With no time to adjust we collide violently, and my balance is thrown. I tumble from the tree and take her with me, a mess of limbs flailing through the air. I hit the ground and blink up at the skywith stars wheeling around my head. The scabards of both swords dig painfully into my spine, bringing me back to reality. Rolling onto my stomach I groan, feeling tender ribs that have only just begun to heal twinge their protest. Pushing myself up to my elbows I glare at the cause of my fall, before flicking my golden eyes to the clearing. With all the branches broken, there's no way they didn't hear that.

[~Kayla~]

(Can I join the party?)

Dwyn

"Why am I out here again?" she asks herself as she walks through the forest, her eyes scanning the trees around her. She'd rather be scaling the rooftops, breaking into someones house, picking up a shiny new necklace or a nice knife. But with her shoulder still bandaged it didn't seem like that was going to happen anytime soon. So instead, she decided to explore the forest, maybe finding some poor hunter to harass. What she does find is even better.

The crashing of branches and something heavy falling to the ground alerts her to other people around. She quietly sneaks closer, a theifs tread making her footsteps silent as she walks, a dagger drawn. But at the sight of Flight on the ground, surrounded by broken branches and leaves Dwyn breaks out into laughter, a mocking sound that carries across the clearing. "Well, well. What is my favorite silent killer doing on the ground?" she asks when she catches her breath. It's only then that she notices the other people and the wolf carcass. Her eyes widen in surprise and she backs up slightly, hating to be outnumbered. "Apparently I crashed a little party. My bad." Her voice is light but sarcastic as she eyes the other people, all of them girls. "How interesting." she thinks to herself silently. She moves to Flight's side, eying her with amusement. "Need some help up, darling?"

[sadniss everdeen]

"Screw off, love." I grumble in annoyance as I haul myself to my feet, wincing as my side stretches in a way it's not yet supposed to. Giving another glare at the girl still on the ground then back at Dwyn, I scan the clearing. Seems we're in the clear. Somehow. Damn, these hunters must have terrible hearing.

Wandering into the sweltering heat, I spy a girl with her hand extended. She seems vaguely familiar. Still, I tap her hand with my foot so it's forced down to her side. "Doubt she'll take it." I half sneer, put in a bad mood by my recent tumble. Then eyeing the wolf carcass, I prod it with a booted toe and hum in my throat.

"Not bad. Mind if I take some? No? Why thank you, so very kind." Then I pull out a dagger, crouch down and set off to work.

(OOC: This thread still open? People ain't really posting.)