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The

boulders

diminish

to

rocks

that

eventually

turn

to

pebbles

,

and

then

,

to

my

relief

,

we

're

back

on

pine

needles

and

the

gentle

incline

of

the

forest

floor

.

For

the

first

time

,

I

realize

we

have

a

problem

.

Navigating

the

rocky

terrain

with

a

bad

leg

-

well

,

you

're

naturally

going

to

make

some

noise

.

But

even

on

the

smooth

bed

of

needles

,

Peeta

is

loud

.

And

I

mean

loud

loud

,

as

if

he

's

stomping

his

feet

or

something

.

I

turn

and

look

at

him

.

"

What

?

"

he

asks

.

"

You

've

got

to

move

more

quietly

,

"

I

say

.

"

Forget

about

Cato

,

you

're

chasing

off

every

rabbit

in

a

ten-mile

radius

.

"

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"

Really

?

"

he

says

.

"

Sorry

,

I

did

n't

know

.

"

So

,

we

start

up

again

and

he

's

a

tiny

bit

better

,

but

even

with

only

one

working

ear

,

he

's

making

me

jump

.

"

Can

you

take

your

boots

off

?

"

I

suggest

.

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"

Here

?

"

he

asks

in

disbelief

,

as

if

I

'd

asked

him

to

walk

barefoot

on

hot

coals

or

something

.

I

have

to

remind

myself

that

he

's

still

not

used

to

the

woods

,

that

it

's

the

scary

,

forbidden

place

beyond

the

fences

of

District

12

.

I

think

of

Gale

,

with

his

velvet

tread

.

It

's

eerie

how

little

sound

he

makes

,

even

when

the

leaves

have

fallen

and

it

's

a

challenge

to

move

at

all

without

chasing

off

the

game

.

I

feel

certain

he

's

laughing

back

home

.

"

Yes

,

"

I

say

patiently

.

"

I

will

,

too

.

That

way

we

'll

both

be

quieter

.

"

Like

I

was

making

any

noise

.

So

we

both

strip

off

our

boots

and

socks

and

,

while

there

's

some

improvement

,

I

could

swear

he

's

making

an

effort

to

snap

every

branch

we

encounter

.

Needless

to

say

,

although

it

takes

several

hours

to

reach

my

old

camp

with

Rue

,

I

've

shot

nothing

.

If

the

stream

would

settle

down

,

fish

might

be

an

option

,

but

the

current

is

still

too

strong

.

As

we

stop

to

rest

and

drink

water

,

I

try

to

work

out

a

solution

.

Ideally

,

I

'd

dump

Peeta

now

with

some

simple

root-gathering

chore

and

go

hunt

,

but

then

he

'd

be

left

with

only

a

knife

to

defend

himself

against

Cato

's

spears

and

superior

strength

.

So

what

I

'd

really

like

is

to

try

and

conceal

him

somewhere

safe

,

then

go

hunt

,

and

come

back

and

collect

him

.

But

I

have

a

feeling

his

ego

is

n't

going

to

go

for

that

suggestion

.

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