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[squirrelhunter]

Who: Daryl Dixon (squirrelhunter), Carol Peletier (losteveryone), Katniss Everdeen (the_effect_she_has)
What: Finding a missing redneck
When: 3rd.
Where: Deep in the forest.
Rating: Certificate 15 for swearing.

Daryl Dixon hasn't been seen since the night he accidentally shot Katniss, and he was last seen disappearing into the forest. His camp is deserted, the fire burned out and the trash cleaned up, but there's no sign of Daryl.

A talented hunter would be able to follow the trail, but it's clear that he doesn't want to be found. His tracks are expertly hidden, and there's barely any signs

...Good luck.

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[the_effect_she_has]

She looked over at her, her gaze thoughtful.

"Yeah, you look like someone who has given time to other people." She hooked the bow over her shoulder, heading further into the forest. "I guess. I mean, my mother and my sister were healers, my father and I were hunters. Blood to blood, one way or the other."

[losteveryone]

Carol is finding it a little difficult to keep up with Katniss' pace but she's just about managing it. Damn, she needs to exercise more, she feels so unfit. She just hopes they find Daryl soon.

"Do I? In that case I match my appearance. Not sure if that's entirely a good thing though." She's joking of course, she likes to give her time to helping people among other things. "Both good skills to have. I have some skills in health care myself. I'm not an expert but I know enough."

[the_effect_she_has]

Katniss slowed again to track the footsteps, kneeling down, brushing off dirt from a tree trunk to see the scuff marks there. She sighed, and shook her head. "I'm thinking he wasn't drinking, but he wasn't paying attention."

"You look like you're someone who cares. That means something, to the right people." She said quietly, and seriously. "So you know how to patch people up? He might need it."

[losteveryone]

Carol looks around the forest floor at the details that Katniss seems to be looking at and knows immediately she could never have those skills. It's clearly just not her. "Sounds plausible..." She's pretty sure he hadn't had alcohol since she brought him that whiskey but it's not like she keeps tabs on him all the time, he could have.

She nods her head but frowns a little at Katniss' comment, "Yeah, I can patch people up. I was taught a little on a farm I was staying at before coming here. Let's hope he doesn't need it..."

[the_effect_she_has]

"I don't know what happened, but he's not steady on his feet, and he's not watching where he's stepping." Katniss pulled herself to her feet, and started walking deeper into the woods.

"I have a feeling he might need some patching. He's not bleeding, so that's good." She stated, glancing behind her. "Daryl doesn't talk much about his world, what you've had to face"

[squirrelhunter]

There's some rustling in the brush before, lo and behold, there is Daryl Dixon. He has his crossbow up, raised, but is only holding it in one hand, so the aim is unsteady.

There's an unsightly lump hanging about his shoulder and neck, where his collarbone is.

"Oh. It's you two." And he lowers his crossbow.