the yellow rose//arc

kip

He walks around, his mind not present as he finds himself never being able to snatch away the fantasy he's locked himself in. The male from District Seven was alone. There was nobody with him, so of course, he was scared. He doesn't like the wilderness, he never really liked being out by himself in general so this made the matter even worse since he had no clue of what to do. 'Ma always said to bundle up before going out, and that's what Kip did. Though it seemed to not even help as the winter that surrounded the district bit at his nose ever so relentlessly. There was no hesitation with the cold nipping and biting at his nose, always making a red blush on his cheeks and nose in reaction to the cold.

The male never liked the crossing of paths, running into people so he normally stood on the very edge. He was scared of big people, he was scared of making someone mad because someone in anger was not a someone he wanted to spend time around. If it included the even possible sight of being hurt, if it included the person being mad at him he would be even more scared. He was a child at heart, despite his age. Kipton was afraid of the world, it was a big one that made him fear what was to come.

In general, he feared every person that walked this earth nearby him. He was in his own little world, afraid of what was going to happen if ever awoken or taken hostage from it. People had been dying, four people in one year that had been shown all over the country for people to see. And ever since, another pair had died and this year it might just come to another two to fall from the television show called the Games. He at first when he heard of them he was excited. Kip loved games! This one must be a lot of fun if it were to be televised, right? Though this was not a game that Kip was involved in, that he'd enjoy.

A girl falls from a tree a few meters in front of him, squealing in response as she felt the pain enter her bones. She lifts herself off of the ground and whines an "Oww!" which caused a giggle to escape his lips. The scene seemed so comical, how was it not something to laugh at? Kipton walks over to her to check if she's fine, the small childish grin still dancing upon his face. "Are you fine? That's quite the hard fall you took there." He wasn't the best person at pronunciation, but he hoped his words got through to her.