it's not laughable [zeus day 2 leisure]

Ren tried to nibble on my fallen furry foes as we left the scene of the fight, but I pulled her away. We then found a place where I felt safe enough and that I'd be able to stay away from other tributes for the time being. I had one fight today. I'd be waiting to have my next one until tomorrow.

When Ren and I settled down on my sled, I started to patch myself up. I wasn't damaged all that much, but still enough that I should be doing some first aid on myself. Between a bit of damage from the first of the two creatures when it bit into my shoulder and a bit of pain from the cold that I wasn't all that used to, I figured it'd be smart of me to do some healing.

I felt accomplished, having won my fight, the blood of my opponents glinting on my pickaxe in the sunlight. Sure, my opponents may not have been all that tough, but it was a good start. They put up about as much fight as some raccoons I'd killed, or perhaps a little bit less of a fight. Regardless, it was nothing I wasn't used to.

Drôle would be frustrated with me right now, seeing how well I was doing as of the moment. She probably wouldn't have wanted to see my survive my fight with those little fluff balls. She would've laughed hysterically had one of them killed me. I would've felt rather pathetic if that were the case, too. Drôle always liked to have a reason to make fun of me, and if I died in some ridiculous way, she'd have all the more reason.

The thing is, Drôle was generally the pathetic one. She was one of my younger sisters- one of the youngest, actually (maybe even the youngest, I don't know, I don't really keep track of my siblings' ages, but she's like, twelve or thirteen or something). Her age was probably part of the reason she wasn't very good at anything, but it was also probably because she never put in enough effort when she did things.

The girl thought she was the best at everything, when in fact, she was actually quite pathetic. I wondered how she'd do in a Hunger Games arena- especially a wintry one like this, given how much she hates the cold. It'd honestly be laughable.

Although, she probably thought that my volunteering was laughable- that my lack of human kills was laughable.

I'd show her how not-laughable my abilities were, and how I wasn't the one of the two of us who was pathetic.