Athena-WaylandLover

     Cato sat patiently on the floor, trying his best not to laugh at his younger sister as she messed with his hair, pulling strands this way and that, running her fingers through it as she giggled. "You look funny." She stated "Your hair looks like you ran into the electric fence." She told him, standing back with a grin on her face.     Cato smiled at her "Gee, I wonder how it got that way?" He looked at the ceiling as if he were thinking "Oh yeah, a crazy little girl messed it up." He reached forward, seizing Rory who gave a squeal as she laughed, squirming to get away. Cato had his arms around her trapping her and laughing a bit with h

     "Are you coming or not?!" Cato smirked as he heard Clove's impatience resounding in her voice as she called back at him. He had been walking too slowly for her, and he knew that; he always found it fun to annoy her.     "Oh, I'm coming, darling, don't let your world stop spinning just because you don't have something handsome to look at."     Cato caught Clove's grumble, "Don't call me that." and grinned as he picked up his pace, jogging up the hill to close the distance between the two of them.     "Miss me, darling?" He asked her, smirk still eminent on his lips as he stared at her.     Clove narrowed her eyes at him, "Call me

Twisting my knife gently on the tip of my finger, I listen to the wind around me. A light breeze trails across my senses, the sweet smell of pine filling the air, the coolness tingling on my skin, and the sound of it moving through me. I become lost in thought, staring blankly into the darkness and becoming distracted by the memory of earlier this morning… "Clove…" I stir, turning my face to look at him.     "Yes, Cato?" His expression looks pained, causing me to turn my body in his direction, worry twisting my features as I trace his cheek gently with my fingertips "What is it? What's wrong?"