[She doesn't see the note, not when most of the morning is spent in the woods. Time practicing magic and even more time spent hunting, loosing herself in the familiar routine. Even with such a scarcity of game out there, with most of her normal harvest lying dormant, she needs this time now more than ever. It gives her a chance not to worry so much about Peeta. About everyone arriving here lately.
It's not the most successful hunt. These past few days, she's rarely returned with much more than a hare or squirrel or two. But none of that matters when she sees the whole in the window. Though there's no broken glass, her heart still skips a frightened beat as she rushes inside.]
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It's not the most successful hunt. These past few days, she's rarely returned with much more than a hare or squirrel or two. But none of that matters when she sees the whole in the window. Though there's no broken glass, her heart still skips a frightened beat as she rushes inside.]
Rue? Prim?