-Cinder's POV-

I walked away from camp in search of Fennel. There was no set archery range, to my disadvantage of finding her. When we wanted to train we usually found a tree and painted a bullseye somewhere on it.

After a while of walking I heard a thud of an arrow. I silently walked up and looked from behind a tree to see Fennel standing with her bow up and an arrow notched as she aimed at a tree in front of her. Concentration was obvious in her eyes as she aimed and I couldn't help but admire her perfect form.

I happened to be behind the tree that she was aiming at so I stepped to the side and called her name. This was a mistake. Her concentration broke and she fired an arrow that barely missed my head.

"Oops?" She said, lowering her bow and walking over to me.

I glared at her then smiled, "You need to work on that," I joked, "Come hunting with me."

Her eyebrows went up, "But you always go hunting Starstreak,"

My stomach turned, "She's not feeling well....." I guess I said it too quickly, Fennel instantly understood why I wanted to hunt with her.

She changed the subject, "I found an abandoned castle nearby. It's kinda crumbly, but it might have some nice hunting." She smiled sympathetically. I always appreciated how she knew my feelings and tried to protect them. She knew how I felt about myself in the first place, fire is meant to destroy, fire means destruction, I'm a disaster waiting to happen...

I smiled and nodded, "After you."