where sins remain hidden [feylost, day 1, part 2]

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Apparently, catching a rabbit was a bit more difficult than I had anticipated. I tried to grab it with my bare hands, and failed miserably. Perhaps I could blame it on the fact that I couldn't put all the proper amount of weight that I needed to on my injured foot, but I wasn't sure if that was really a good excuse. I hadn't focused much on the trapping station at the training center during my time in the Capitol, and although I hate to admit it, that wasn't really something I focused on back home in my studies, either.

So, I really only had myself to blame.

"Damn rabbit," I muttered. Then I spotted something: a net of some sort. Maybe that would help. So, I kept my eyes on the rabbit, who'd just hopped a yard or so away, and picked up the net. This was here for a reason: someone wanted me to get this rabbit for one reason or another. So, I gave it another try, this time with the net.

I just hoped the damn thing didn't turn out to be poisonous or vicious or something.

[Quentin attempts to catch a woodland creature (rabbit, small game)]
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[fail]

[words: 188]

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Clearly, the rabbit was sick of my shit, because it hightailed it out of there, running off into the woods, and I really didn't feel like following it. So, I kept an eye out for any other animals that might be running around, and turned back to my allies. I wouldn't have been surprised if they were watching me that whole time.

"I know you guys saw that," I said to them. "Let me tell you though, catching a rabbit? Not easy in the first place, and I have a broken foot, so uhm... yeah." I was trying to make an excuse for myself— for my repeated failures in catching the rabbit.

Hopefully that was a good enough excuse. They weren't going to think I was incompetent, were they?

I stood leaning against a tree for a little bit, keeping an eye out for any additional animals nearby. Then, I saw more movement, this time on the trunk a tree. I figured it was safe to assume it wasn't another tribute, given the position, and focused my eyes on whatever it was.

It was a squirrel. Perfect. I had a plan. All I had to do was just sneak up on it and grab its tail while pinning its head to the tree. Then, it couldn't defend itself, and I'd just have to kill it. I'd have a meal for later.

[Quentin attempts to catch a woodland creature (squirrel, small game)]
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[success!]

[words: 227]

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As the world spins in its disorderly fashion, my mind starts to do the same. We have been walking for what feels like an eternity but I'm not sure we have moved at all.

I stop and take a deep breath. The enchantment of this forest provides a place of tranquility, albeit hand in hand with frustration. The verdant greens of the canopy weave themselves together overhead to create a picturesque scene, but there's no point in spending any time trying to remember the sight because everything loops me back to square one. I think that if I close my eyes and think long and hard enough, I'd be transported into another realm entirely by the secrets these trees hush to a whisper with their leaves. 

But alas, their roots lace together and everything starts to feel like a labyrinth. Don't get me wrong, of course I'm curious about this place and want to explore it all, but I could really just do with a sit down. As I go to take the weight off my feet, I stumble at the numerous dark burrows which gaze up at me from the ground. It's all so otherworldly beautiful that I can't trust any of it. Five isn't like this.

"Looks like you two didn't even end up with a scratch on you after all that," Quentin says and I roll my eyes. I had tried not to paint a target on my back but simultaneously establish myself as something threatening. I've commit my fair share of crimes back in Five, but murder is on another level, and whilst that's a scary thing to think about - it's necessary. I don't know when it'll happen, if it'll happen, but I think I'm ready regardless.

I have to be.

"It's a bit shit really, though. I'd have happily taken a few more punches if I could see something worth staying for... but I swear I saw a salad bowl. I'm not even kidding. Salad, at a time like this? What a taunt."

I'll probably be kicking myself for not taking it when I'm starving in a few days. Whatever, though, living on the streets raised me right. I'll chew air.

The mysterious forest flickers around me, the trees glowing with strange emblems and symbols which scratch themselves into my eyes. Quentin tries to catch a rabbit to very limited success and I think I'll leave him to it. I'll keep watch or something, I don't know - someone has to be the big, bad one if another person appears.

And I'm just so big and bad. Well, I did break the most important promise I've ever made so I guess that makes sense.