JADE EVERDEEN WAS KNOWN FOR BEING THE BEST KILLER IN DISTRICT 12 !

( well, hunter, but don't the two match, and have the same outcome ? )

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JADE EVERDEEN FOUND THE GREATEST SENSE OF HAPPINESS WHEN SHE acknowledged the forest's sweet embrace. Its aura was embedded in her bones and cursed though her veins. Anything about the girl translated it.

A trail of giggles and toothy smiles followed the girl when her feet sunk into the hard-dipped earth. The rhythm of the dancing trees guided by the translucent wind remind the young girl of the swaying of a rocking boat, pronouncing its last movements against the inevitability of time. 

The girl had grown to find comfort in the swirl of viridescent nature and its melancholic, omnipresent cooing, twirling under the dark melody. Her soul revolved around the golden specks that dotted a squirrel's fur when he mounted an imposing sapling.

Her chestnut tangles flowed in the chilling air, and her lips quirked up at the droplets of maroon liquid dotting her scarred palm. Yet, her smile vanished when reality came crashing in, reminding her of her home and its destruction.

It had taken Jade Everdeen some time to appreciate her district, and to dissipate her crescendo anger.

For it was true, the young girl took form of a beautiful, and deadly creature, that used its feathered wings to protect those that she loved and strike those who she deli barely inflict pain. Maybe the myths and legends were true, maybe she truly was a monster. Or just a lethal hunter.

 ❛ what do you want, jade? ❜

 ❛ i want my blade to cut off his stupid smile. ❜

 ━━･❪ ✧･ﾟ: *𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ✧･ﾟ:* ❫ ･━━ 

₀₀JADE EVERDEEN had taken on the role as the provider at the ripe age of ten. She had wished to be the lover, the fighter, or simply just a girl. But, after her father's death, she had no choice but to take over, to aid her sister, or her mother. She was drowned in divergent responsibilities, that camouflaged the person she was meant to be.

₀₁JADE EVERDEEN loved too much. It was why she had grown too accustomed to the role of constantly supporting those whom she cared about, and carried the weight of everyone's survival. People relied on her, inserting their trust inside her golden smile and comforting words.

₀₂YET, JADE EVERDEEN was a whole new person between the chestnut saplings and salty rivers. She could forget the horrors of home and build herself an ambivalent life that could only be hers. She could imagine she was just a teenage girl, taking in nature, skipping through the tall grass, no problems plaguing her mind. No dictator controlling her finds.

₀₃IT WAS WHY JADE EVERDEEN had perfected the thrust of her blade between the imposing trees, waiting for it to come in contact with warm, maroon liquid. It was a deadly hobby, but she transformed it into her blessing. Despite her world being upside down, she was an optimistic, seeing the better in evil things.

₀₄JADE EVERDEEN never expected for that action to become her compass, allowing her safety in a perilous, animalistic game. She tried to hide how beautiful the art of killing was for her, and how her blades had become her most trusted allies in between meaningless pawns. She blurred the line between good and bad when it depended on her survival.

₀₅JADE EVERDEEN never expected to find her heart hammering and a rosey blush cutely creeping onto her cheeks as her arrogance and flame was met by a raw and wild sentiment that lingered in her bones. Some called it love, others called it death. It simply depended on who had the burden to experience it. The sparks, they were all instruments of life.