“Morning,” I say to him.
“Mornin,” Peeta says. “What are you doing?”
“Oh… just ah, carving.”
“What are you carving?” he takes a closer look at it.
I have started to carve a bear standing on its hind legs. I have the basic body shape carved out.
“Wow, that’s good.” Peeta says.
I snort, “Yeah right.”
“No, I’m serious, I like it.” Peeta says.
“Really?” I’m skeptical that anyone could like anything that I’ve made.
“Yeah really,” Peeta says, there’s no mockery in his voice.
“Well, I made another one too, I finished that one.” I say.
“Can I see it?” Peeta asks.
“Uh, sure,” I pull the mountain lion from my pack.
Peeta takes it in his hands and studies it. “What is it? A cat?”
“Sort of, it’s called a mountain lion; we have tons in 2, since we live in the mountains.”
“Oh,” Peeta runs his hands along the lion’s small body. “This feels so… real. It’s almost like it could come to life any second in my hand.”
I smile a little, “thanks.” There’s an awkward silence that follows.
“Um, here’s your lion and bear back.” Peeta says, handing me my 2 carvings, I put them delicately in my bag.
“I should go wake the others; we’re going to go hunting today.” I say.
See you next time. ~Bookfanic~