[Custom made. Meant just for her. As much as she wishes it was her father's bow that came to mind first, it isn't. That bow had never been made for her. He never had the chance to craft her her own adult bow before his death.
But Beetee had. Beetee had made her that beautiful Mockingjay bow. The one that responded to her voice, that had all those little enhancements to make her already excellent aim even better. And the arrows he had crafted to go with it...
She doesn't miss most of the Mockingjay costume. But she does miss that bow.]
It hasn't shown up here yet. I don't know if it will. [She slips her own bow form her shoulder. A simple wooden thing, nothing nearly as good as his.] I got this here. It works well. [And then, a quick, prideful grin fills her face.] I even succeeded in taking down my first solo dear with it.
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[Custom made. Meant just for her. As much as she wishes it was her father's bow that came to mind first, it isn't. That bow had never been made for her. He never had the chance to craft her her own adult bow before his death.
But Beetee had. Beetee had made her that beautiful Mockingjay bow. The one that responded to her voice, that had all those little enhancements to make her already excellent aim even better. And the arrows he had crafted to go with it...
She doesn't miss most of the Mockingjay costume. But she does miss that bow.]
It hasn't shown up here yet. I don't know if it will. [She slips her own bow form her shoulder. A simple wooden thing, nothing nearly as good as his.] I got this here. It works well. [And then, a quick, prideful grin fills her face.] I even succeeded in taking down my first solo dear with it.