after class(plz join)

Emma Jenning-
As we begin rushing for the river, the Mutt comes straight at us. It's some kind of giant monkey. One with red eyes and a mouth full of fangs. (Okay, just saying that was an awesome idea.) I find myself unable to move. It's like someone turned my legs to jelly then froze me as iron. When Hector steps in front I manage to snap out of it. I start readying my knife. Oh god, why of all things do we have to start our mutt killing career with this monster?
Then Artemisa leans towards me and whispers in my ear to aim for the neck and throw with as little movement as possible. Well, that helps the feeling of pressure a lot! Now I know it's on me! Calm down girl, you'll do fine."Alright. I'll need both this thing's arms to be away from him, or he'll just take a hit to the arm." I say with a squeak at the end. I walk backwards slowly out of the mutt's arm range and start looking for an opening.
This is agonizing! It must know its weakness or it wouldn't guard it so well. If Artemisa or Hector tried to bring his arms to the sides, he just ignored them. And then I had to dodge around until they got its attention again. Then I think it got really pissed at the two of them and lifted its arms up to smash them. Perfect. I'm almost ecstatic and throw the knife faster and more accurately than I normally could under this much stress. With a flick of my wrist the knife goes plunging, all the way to the hilt, in his neck. I've never thrown that hard and still hit my target dead center, not when my brother taught me for a year, not on my own. I jump up cheering. "We actually did it. We killed this gigantic thing with only a couple of injuries."
I then realize finally that Hector is hurt. I rush over to where I left the med-packs and grab them all in my arms. I then rush over to Hector and start disinfecting his injury. I laugh a bit to lighten the mood. "Hey, the Capitol didn't poison its claws, they must be getting soft."

Artemisa Snow

It takes a lot of time to distract the mutt from protecting its neck, until it finally gives in. Then, in one quick and stealth shot, Emma sends her knife flying directly into the mutt's neck. And as the mutt falls into the ground, we all stand there for a second, staring at the mutt as it growls in pain until it finally dies and its red eyes stop glowing from rage. Then, there's a short uncertain silence.
"We actually did it. We killed this gigantic thing with only a couple of injuries." Emma says while jumping around in joy and in triumph.
I then stop frowning at the lifeless mutt and turn around towards Emma who is happy at the kill. For a moment, I look at her with a puzzled look until the news sinks in: that we killed one of the most dangerous mutts there is. And the fact that we did, makes a true unmistakable smile come out of me.
A sudden lightheadedness out of what I think is joy, makes me sit down in a nearby rock to regain composure. But then, I feel wetness and pain in my right arm. This quickly makes me look at my arm and I find blood, a lot of it flowing down. And that is when I finally realize that the lightheadedness isn't from joy but from a gash I got from the mutt. A cold chill then crosses me out of the fear that the mutt's claws could be poisoned. Artemisa, calm down, I think to not panic in front of Anthony and Emma. But the fear begins to create adrenaline in my blood, thus making me start bleeding from my arm even more. So I quickly put pressure in it with my left hand and begin to take deep breaths to calm down. And it works.
When I'm done panicking, I realize that Anthony is lying on the floor along with Emma who's disinfecting his wound. I then walk quickly towards them to see how they are both doing. That is when I overhear that the mutt doesn't carry poison. Well that's a relief, I think while letting go a sigh and then look towards my wound that is now bleeding less but still in considerable amounts. So with my left hand I apply even more pressure to the wound, that way it can stop bleeding, but it doesn't because the bacteria in my hand makes the wound keep on bleeding. And when I realize that, I tell Emma that I'm going to grab a can of disinfecting spray and quickly spray my arm with it.
I then tear out both of my sleeves and throw the one with blood in it towards the ground while I put the clean sleeve on my leg so I can spray my arm with the can. Then, I momentarily loose command of my right arm and I feel the need to apply pressure with my hand in the wound but fight against it, making me give a small yelp that afterwards makes my wound feel at ease and without pain. This tells me that it is now disinfected so I quickly grab the cloth sitting on my legs, and tie it around my wound.
"One down just 20,000 left to go." Anthony says.
I then lightly smile at the fact that to rid the forest of mutts, we have to finish off that many mutts. But I then imagine how we'll end up looking like if we try to do that, filled with injuries and unable to walk for who knows how long. And then at school, they'll question us as to why we got deep wounds.
All of the sudden I hear one of small traps go off. "Looks like we got food." I say while pointing back to my stash. I then stand up and point towards the traps and ask, "Do you want me to go and bring the animal here or should we go and set up the fire over there to eat?"