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[Knuckles]

Pine Oak

Color blast across the sky as the sun begins sitting behind the trees for the night. Red, orange, yellow, purple. Every color turning the sky as the moon begins peaking over the horizon for the night as the sun needs its rest. My eyes gaze out the window wishing I was outdoors laying beneath the trees watching the day fade to night as the wind blew leaves from the trees. It's been another hot day, and it's one where everyone says I should stay indoors. It pisses me off beyond belief when people tell me how to live my life like I'm a helpless child, but that's not the point. Summer is starting to take charge, and it makes the days hot, but the nights are cooler thankfully.

"Pine, have you seen Willow?"

Sometimes it would be nice if people just left me alone giving me the chance to daydream, but that never seems to happen. Her voice echoes through my head as my stump taps against the window. No, I haven't seen Willow. I'm not her keeper. I roll my eyes before turning my gaze towards the woman who spoke to me. Several times, she yells at me for not having respect for her, but nothing can be done. She treats me like I'm a child, and that's not how life works. Just because I'm missing a hand doesn't mean I'm incapable of taking care of myself. Money is brought home, illegally of course, but it doesn't make any difference.

"No, I haven't seen her. She's not my responsibility, but I will go look for her if you wish."

A scowl grows across her face. If looks could kill, I would be dead right now. She quickly turns away from me and leaves the room. She wants me to go find her, but she's giving me the choice. Perhaps things will go better once she's back home. I kick the chair in front of me before moving away from the window and heading out the door prepared to look for Willow.

I hate her.

I hate them.

I hate myself.

My eyes glance up at the trees cowering several feet above my head. Occasionally a squirrel will run up the branches knocking into the leaves rattling them. My life is renewed outdoors. With each step, the hard grass crunches under my feet causing a grin to grow against my face. The lose branches on the ground crunch under my feet as the woods slowly begins to surround me. The trees shield the sky from the setting sun causing darkness to surround me. My eyes scan the area looking for Willow although it may be too late to find her as I have no idea where she is.

Then, I see her.

And I stop.

"Willow?"

[pup]

Willow Oak "You know what? Fuck life."	District 7
	Female
	Sixteen
	Charisma Carpenter

Willow had been having an ok day. The sun was going down and she was sitting on a tree. Snap. Snap. Snap. Went the branches Willow was breaking. This tree was going to pay like all trees. All trees deserve to be destroyed. They whispered in her ear, taunting her, saying that they'll kill her just like they killed daddy.

"Well ya know what tree? I'm gonna kill you first." Willow whispered to the tree.

"I'm gonna kill you just like how you killed daddy." She whispered, an evil smile creeping onto her face.

"Good tree. I want to hear you scream!" Willow ripped a twig off of the tree, hoping to hear the tree scream to her to stop. When nothing happened Willow was disappointed. "Willow?" She heard and she fell off the tree in a clump on the ground. Willow stood up to see who had spoken, carefully brushing off the dirt on her clothes. Her face turned into a scowl as she saw who it was. She began to climb the tree again.

As Willow climbed she asked, "What do you want? If what your asking is if I want to buy some drugs then the answer is no." Willow carefully came to a rest on the branch as she looked down at Pine Oak.

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[Knuckles]

Pine Oak

I love watching the clouds as they fly through the sky changing colors as the sun sets for the evening. The sound of the birds singing high in the sky as the wings beat in the wind brings a large grin to my face. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves as they fly through the air. It feels nice out at this time of night compared to the scorching heat of the day. I take a deep breath as I continue looking around for Willow. Maybe she heard me; maybe she didn't. There's no way of knowing for sure. That's when I see her, and a silent chuckle escapes from my lips.

Willow is sitting high in the tree when I speak her name, and it doesn't take long for her to reach the ground. My hand covers my mouth as I try to contain the laughter that's developing inside. I've never understood her always being around trees, glaring at them, talking to them, or shouting at them, but it's not polite to judge one another. Part of me wants to ask her if she's okay, but the way she moves and quickly climbs the tree shows me she's okay. My eyes point towards the ground as she mentions drugs. Usually that's what I'd be doing, but tonight isn't the night. Why does she always mention that?

Part of me wants to run away from here and just leave her, but that wouldn't be the purpose of it. "No. That has nothing to do with why I'm here, Willow. I'm not wanting you to take any drugs. I'm not wanting to sell you any drugs. I'm here because I was asked to find you to bring you home." I don't know if she'll understand me, or if she'll even try to return home, but it's worth a shot. I refuse to leave this place until she's coming with me. "Why do you always ask about drugs for anyway?" My voice harsh as I speak. It's hard knowing that's what she associates me with. I hate it.

[pup]

Willow Oak "You know what? Fuck life."	District 7
	Female
	Sixteen
	Charisma Carpenter

Willow's leg hurt a lot. Ever since her bitchy step dad broke it, it was never the same. It always hurt even when it was perfectly still. Willow's pants were short, showing the burn she got once. As she sat on the tree her leg ached badly. Most people would look at Willow and say: "Oh, pour girl. She must be so weak." Willow was actually really strong. She can still climb trees and run quickly, not as quick as she used to though.

"Why would I come home?" Willow asked angrily to Pine, "Mom's an idiot and 'da-ad' is the king of mother fuckin bitches." When Willow said dad she used a lot of sarcasm in her tone. Willow laughed and then whispered at the tree, "He broke my leg just like I'm going to break you in half."

Willow looked back at her annoying cousin, Pine. "Gee, I wonder why I classify you with drugs. Maybe because you sell them?" She laughed again, "Don't think I don't know about it. Everyone knows about it. Even my mom who just sits still all day like little ol' Plum." Plum is Willow and Pine's cousin who just started off into space all day for some reason or other.

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[Knuckles]

Pine Oak

It's nice standing outside in the woods watching the birds fly through the sky as the clouds change colors. It's my favorite time of day because when I was working it meant a day off. It meant I was able to leave and head home, but now it's when I'm just waking up to start my business. Usually my hands grab my secret stash out of my room before heading out into the night waiting for the moon to say goodnight, but it's different. People have plans for me today, but it's a horrible thing. The cranky woman, I call mom, made me get up before the moon rose into the sky. I didn't want that to happen, but it did and nothing will ever change it.  

She talks to me about everyone knowing my drug selling and addiction, but the truth is, I don't care. Everyone can know about it because it's never going to change what's happening. I've been sent here for a reason, and I'm not leaving until she's coming back with me. It doesn't matter if the hard ground becomes my bed tonight because mom expects me back with her. I roll my eyes before staring at her. She's never been nice to me, and it's against everything inside me to be nice to her. 

"Shut up Willow."

The words fly from my mouth quickly. Butterflies dance in my stomach as I watch her fall from the tree. Part of me wants to ask if she's alright, but the other part of me wants her to not be fine. She's always messing with me, always making fun of me, and I think it's time for revenge to unfold upon her. She's right though talking about mom and dad, but something about Willow is off.

"They want you home. You don't have to come home if you don't want to, but they want you home." I take a deep breath before looking at her as she sits high in the tree again. It seems she has a love, hate relationship for the trees because most of the time she's yelling at them. "Just make up your mind. I don't got have all night."

[pup]

Willow Oak "You know what? Fuck life."	District 7
	Female
	Sixteen
	Charisma Carpenter

Willow Rolled her eyes as he cousin spoke. She could always see that he was incredibly dim. I mean? Who could chop their own hand off? Willow looked at the tree again and whispered to it gleefully. "I am gonna chop all your hands off. You'll see."

Willow smiled a fake smile as her cousin said, "Shut up." Willow made a fake frown then and said, "Now your starting to sound like our dear new dad. Isn't that great? Two bitches in the family!"

"They want you home. You don't have to come home if you don't want to, but they want you home." Pine yelled up to her, "Just make up your mind. I don't have all night."

Willow pouted and said in her mock sincere tone she loved to use so much, "Isn't it just grand that I don't want to go home? I prefer it out here where I can make plots to destroy every tree in the world!" Willow smiled as she said the part about destroying trees. She started to laugh a bit hysterically at that.

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Ooc: Sorry so short. I'm kind of busy and tired. Willow doesn't get the concept of oxygen by the way.