there were these lizard, bear mutts that attacked you and a few of the other non-career tributes in valley in the arena. But these mutts were linked and relied on their leader for what to do. You killed the leader not knowing that it would make the other mutts go feral. One of them killing three tributes at once. You ended up killing four of the six mutts. After that, you went to the cornucopia with your ally. The careers were there. Marvel threw a spear at you, the girl from four took it instead named Mia, your ally. Cato pinned you while Clove marked you with her knife. Carving a small flame on your palm that went up your arm, over your chest and down your other arm into another flame on your palm. And that’s when the jabberjays started. And they coped your family’s screams, including your Ma. and something in you snapped. You took the knife from your thigh, stabbed Cato, then reversed yours and cloves positions, carving the word “bitch” in her chest, killing her while the flames you set earlier licked closer and closer. And all this happened in your games at the age of thirteen.