next adventure {Felix Lacroix vs Nightwing Troll - Day 4}

He refuses to feel lonely. The company of having companions is definitely overrated. Who needs friends? It would be nice to have someone to walk with when all he has been doing is wandering, but the days of friendship are over. It's not like he had any in here anyways. If he survives, he can make whatever friends he chooses at home. These are the thoughts rushing through his brain as he continues to as wander through the seemingly never-ending forest. Hindered by lack of willpower and energy to do even the most menial tasks, he forces himself to find his way out of the wooded region of the arena that has been his home for the last several days. Walking and carrying a significant number of items is difficult and barely possible, but he is managing.

Picking a random direction and walking towards it, he eventually finds himself next to a cliff-edge, overlooking the coast, a beautiful view is greeting him, but he's still stuck in the forest. Following the cliff side, for another however long amount of time, he FINALLY reaches the abrupt end of the forest. It is almost as if a knife sliced directly between the area that he was just in and the area that is now greeting him. Although he wanted to leave the woods, at first glance, the area that he is contemplating entering has wet dirt, mud coating every surface around. He isn't a fan of dirty articles of clothing, but his search for water forces him to continue forward. Leaving the area with an innumerable amount of cover to hide from other tributes, he enters a seemingly less-safe area.

It does not take long after entering the new part of the arena for him to find water. However, he wants to find an area that is somewhat hidden from the eyes of any tributes that happen to be in the arena, while also being in relative proximity to the water. This idea is what might lead him to his own demise.

He hears a strange sound above him first, choosing to ignore it, assuming that he heard something that was not there. Shortly afterward, a smell begins penetrating his nose, a fairly unpleasant sharp stench that is distinct from the muddy ground that he has been walking on. Finally, he manages to catch sight of a creature that is definitely another creature created by the Capitol for murder. Although he is not completely competent on all of the creatures that have been in The Hunger Games, it definitely looks dangerous and capable of killing. This leads him to strike first. Death will not be coming for him today.