
(Because they're too iconic)

(Oohhhhh from all of the chaos?)

”You’re a maniac, you know that?” She asked after hanging up there with him, doing the exact same thing

Azalea ran to a hanging rope and used her momentum to swing across, shooting three times at the same dummy and splitting the other two spears, landing in a crouch. ”I’ve missed this.” She breathed, getting the feeling of being home again.

And maybe this for the guy but the feathers, horns and pants are black-really dark brown ombre

Would this be cool for the next games’ D10 female tribute?
https://i.pinimg.com/originals/96/67/...

Off, for the second one too?

Azalea backflipped towards the course, shooting three times at one dummy, hitting both sides of the lungs and the heart, climbing up the net and shooting as she jumped and moved around it, moving to a rhythm only she could hear.

(I could send Reggie here maybe? She loves talking)
AspiringAuthor wrote: ""So are you!" Connall yelled back, grinning, jumping from one obstacle to another. He sprang from one to another, and wound up on the top of the monkey bars. Firing with each jump, through the gaps...""Eh, maybe!" She replied, running out to the fighting area and ducking, jumping, rolling, etc as she swerved in between all of the dummies, shooting five without a second glance at each dummy, hitting all of them in their respective throats (That's her's favorite aiming point; the throat)

"Now you're just showing off!" Azalea shouted but ran in after him, jumping on one of the wrecking balls and holding on, jumping from one to another as she fired, one two and three, one through the gut, one through the side of the head, and one through the side of the chest, where the lungs and heart would be. She slipped and fell but rolled away, standing up straight bursting with happy laughter as the adrenaline flowed through her veins, making her feel unstoppable.

Azalea dashed towards the climbing wall and shot once at the top, jumping down and shooting again right after hitting the ground, ending up in a crouch on the floor, hitting right between where the eyes would be and through the lungs.