Katniss hadn't been sleeping, since she'd been sitting anxiously ever since Wesley had left. When she saw him, she gave a soft whistle of concern, fluttering her wings. She couldn't see his injuries well, no, but he was back, and even as a bird, she could see something was wrong.
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Date: 2011-10-19 06:44 pm (UTC)