Then she appears, sprinting for the table to grab her tiny bag; I emerge from the forest, running after her clutching a knife. Ugh short legs= have to run faster. Cato runs beside me, his spear is in his left hand and his sword in his right. I’m good at running yes, but right now it seems that Katniss’s legs are 2x longer than mine, even though they aren’t. I lift my first knife, aim and throw. It would have hit her too, but she deflects the knife with her bow. Next Katniss turns with a bow and shoots an arrow at me; I turn, though not fast enough to entirely avoid the arrow. It pierces me high in my left arm. Lucky I throw right handed, though, I can throw with my left too. I have to slow down to take the arrow out.
Cato slows down beside me, “You okay?” He asks.
I rip out the arrow from my arm and take in the severity of the wound, it’s not death but it sure hurts like hell. “Fine,” I say quickly.