Trading for life ~{Open~}
May 23, 2009 19:55:46 GMT -5
Post by Connelly on May 23, 2009 19:55:46 GMT -5
Connelly walked through the forest, his blade at his side. He had just finished killing a whole deer and picking blackberries. He was going into town today to trade them once again before going to the field and again under the fence railings and into his home. The forest. Connelly felt a small rain drop onto his head and smiled. The plants would get watering here in the Steam once again. Connelly crawled under his favorite spot in the fence into District 12. He dragged the deers carcass along with him. He would need to keep his blade out for someone would try to steal his deer easily. Connelly wasn't losing this one too. He had tried to sell his large game but people always swarmed him and hacked off pieces of it. But this time will be different. Connelly tightened his grip on his blade and entered the Steam. His breath shallowed like it always did for he could be recognized as the boy who ran away in District 11 easily. For he was sure his face was posted everywhere trying to find him. Connelly shivered at the thought. He quickened his pace and evened his breathing out once again. Only his blue/gray eyes darted from here to there as he made his way towards his favorite trader. He held on to the thought of the quiet forest later as he avoided looks from people as he walked by.
