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"
He
'll
be
hunting
us
by
now
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
Cato
is
n't
one
to
wait
for
his
prey
to
wander
by
.
"
"
If
he
's
wounded
-
"
I
begin
.
"
It
wo
n't
matter
,
"
Peeta
breaks
in
.
"
If
he
can
move
,
he
's
coming
.
"
With
all
the
rain
,
the
stream
has
overrun
its
banks
by
several
feet
on
either
side
.
We
stop
there
to
replenish
our
water
.
I
check
the
snares
I
set
days
ago
and
come
up
empty
.
Not
surprising
with
the
weather
.
Besides
,
I
have
n't
seen
many
animals
or
signs
of
them
in
this
area
.
"
If
we
want
food
,
we
better
head
back
up
to
my
old
hunting
grounds
,
"
I
say
.
"
Your
call
.
Just
tell
me
what
you
need
me
to
do
,
"
Peeta
says
.
"
Keep
an
eye
out
,
"
I
say
.
"
Stay
on
the
rocks
as
much
as
possible
,
no
sense
in
leaving
him
tracks
to
follow
.
And
listen
for
both
of
us
.
"
It
's
clear
,
at
this
point
,
that
the
explosion
destroyed
the
hearing
in
my
left
ear
for
good
.
I
'd
walk
in
the
water
to
cover
our
tracks
completely
,
but
I
'm
not
sure
Peeta
's
leg
could
take
the
current
.
Although
the
drugs
have
erased
the
infection
,
he
's
still
pretty
weak
.
My
forehead
hurts
along
the
knife
cut
,
but
after
three
days
the
bleeding
has
stopped
.
I
wear
a
bandage
around
my
head
though
,
just
in
case
physical
exertion
should
bring
it
back
.
As
we
head
up
alongside
the
stream
,
we
pass
the
place
where
I
found
Peeta
camouflaged
in
the
weeds
and
mud
.
One
good
thing
,
between
the
downpour
and
the
flooded
banks
,
all
signs
of
his
hiding
place
have
been
wiped
out
.
That
means
that
,
if
need
be
,
we
can
come
back
to
our
cave
.
Otherwise
,
I
would
n't
risk
it
with
Cato
after
us
.
