Yay! Here's a new 'chapter'. I don't know exactly how Rue and Prim are going to be in this totally yet, but... im working on it. meanwhile, here ya go, my few readers!

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I Thought about that over the night and next day. I didn't sneak out to see Rory like I said I would, and I know he was mad. I can't do anything about that now. I'm walking in the woods now, thinking about that painting. I was coming across a rabbit snare I had set a few days ago when I saw someone surveying it. I crouched in the leaves underfoot. I was wearing the same outfit I had yesterday, I never really change. I took an arrow from my quiver and notched it in the string of my bow in less than half a second. I moved a little bit, and a twig snapped underfoot. I cursed in my head. He took out a hidden bow and also notched an arrow. I was getting angry. This guy. When he was turned away from me I quietly came up from behind him and pointed at his back.

"You know, it's against the law to steal." I said loudly and clearly. He whipped around to face me, his face hard. He had a rouge stubble which was unruly. His hair was a bit dirty and messy. He had grayish eyes. He kinda looked like Momma...

"Catnip?" he asked. I made a funny face as he shook his head. "No, no. Please no." he muttered. He put a hand under my chin and turned my face this way and that. The nerve of this guy I swear to God... "Ok kid. What's your name?" he asked, unsatisfied.

"Julia." He looked at me, expecting more. "Julia Gale Primrose Mellark." I huffed. He took a step back.

"That's my name." He said. Joking around, I asked

"What, Primrose?" he chuckled.

"No. My name, my name is Gale. I knew a Primrose. Your aunt, actually. Your mom will be Katniss, then? I need to find her, I've been looking for awhile."

"Wait, you're Uncle Gale?" I asked. He nodded slightly. "Wait here." I told him, and I knew by the look on his face he trusted me to come back. I ran a couple steps and whistled in a loud voice. Four notes.

I smiled, as I heard it echo through the woods, the notes carried on Mocking Jay's wings. In as few as thirty seconds, Rory appeared next to me. I smiled and whispered into his ear.

"Rosi's uncle Gale is here. Can you go get her?" he nodded slightly and ran off. I smiled, returning to Gale.

"Just getting a message out. It's not like I can get my JabberJay to do it. By the way, your niece should be here in about..."

I glanced up at the MockingJays singing, and realized that their song was fading more. "Ten minutes or less" I finished.

"You told all of that from their song?" he asked in amazment.

"Well, yeah." I shrugged. "Last year I spent the entire summer, fall, then spring writing notes about how the sound and volume of the bird's song from the time you sang it depended on different things." i smiled shyly and looked down. " I spend a lot of time out here, I hardly ever go inside. Except when it rains." He looked at me, putting a finger under my chin.

"You kid, are like a Catnip Jr.!" I giggled, but realized I had no idea who this 'Catnip' character was.

"Who da heck is dat?" I asked in a funny voice.

"Katniss. Her nickname. Just ask." he waved it off. "Did you set this trap?" I nodded proudly, looking at the rabbit, fat and big.

"That's tonight's dinner, right there." I gestured towards it with my bow. I took an arrow as I heard a rustle. "Shhhhhhhhh... That's the side dish..." I said quietly to Gale who was looking at me, crouched and low, as if I was some kind of new animal. I nearly slapped him. I let out a sigh and pointed at the squirrel, poor squirrel, would never know what came to it. I fitted the arrow quietly and quickly, and aimed. I pulled the string back and let go. "Wooooo!" I cheered quietly, fistpumping. It hit in the eye.