The Stars Pierce The Sky [OPEN]

Tate closed her eyes trying to get to sleep. It wasn't cold out, but it wasn't anywhere close to warm. The colder part of the year was to come later. Though, then it was a pretty cold night for what it normally was in District 9. As she fluttered her eyes open she sighed. She simply wouldn't be able to get to sleep. Too bad for her.

The girl sighed pushing herself up from the semi-warm bed she had put herself in the night before. Though, it wasn't wise she wasn't going to just stay in the house when she could be doing something useful. Taking her hunting boots she slid them on. She didn't care that her pajamas were still on. She was going hunting, besides, they were brown and dark green for that very reason. And, there was no use of taking them off when she would most likely be sleeping later. Feeling for her dagger under her bed she strapped it on her left boot and stood up. She looked at her bow. Her parents had gave her that for her most recent birthday, at least when they were alive anyways.

A look of sorrow came from her eyes. She didn't even know her parents that well, but it was something about them that made her so sad. They were her flesh and blood, the ones that brought her into existence. She had to feel something whenever she thought of them. Her emotion just happened to be sorrow, but she wouldn't cry. She cried to much for other things. There wasn't much use of crying over something that had already happened.

Taking her bow and a small pack full of arrows she strapped them both to her back and started her way out the door. Her brother and sister would know where she was by the time they were awake, and if she was back before hand that would be great as well. But, she wasn't about to do the laundry when there were animals to be caught.

Tate opened the door and cautiously looked outside seeing nothing but darkness. She wished that she had glasses for night. Some people from District 11 had them, but not a lot of people from District 9. Sure, there were some wealthy hunters with the glasses, but that was about it. She couldn't afford them. Quietly steeping toward the forest she called her home she looked around and tried to listen for every sound of danger. Surprisingly there wasn't much to prey on. It wasn't normal, even if it was the night. There were usually some raccoons or something. But, there wasn't anything there at that time. Confused she heard at twig crack the girl held her breath quietly grabbing her bow and an arrow pointing the arrow in the direction she heard the sound from.