—{ Zhulda’s Gamemaker Session }—

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—{ Zhulda’s Gamemaker Session }— { Zhulda’s bright emerald eyes narrowed slightly as she waited patiently for her turn; She was in the richest and the first district to start the gamemaker session with her other district one tributes. As she waited quietly, she checked her paws to make sure they’re were three playing cards in her long elegant paw. Each one of them had the same design on it and Zhulda couldn’t possibly guess what was under each card. As she smirked with a chuckle and echo ran through her ears. “Zhulda Reign of district one, please come to your gamemaker session. You have twenty minutes to do your performance, ma’am. Good luck and may the odds be ever in your favor,” said a strong male voice, probably one from a peacemaker. Standing up Zhul’s long body strutted towards the entrance of the gamemaker doors and before she walked in she turned to a peacemaker next to her and smiled, “I will need your presence in my performance, if you will.” The Peacemaker seemed to make a confused look but surprisingly nodded and stepped in after her, “Don’t worry, Dear. You’ll only pick a card,” whispered Zhulda, flickering her tail from one side to another. With a large grin Zhul’s beautiful and calming French accent cut the air as her eyes were quite shocked to see president Imperium watching her from above, “I am Zhulda Reign of District one as all of you know; it’s quite a pleasure to be here,” She started, calming her eyes down as she glared at the peacemaker next to her. The moist ground filled her paws as if an ocean was flowing right on top of them and the wind rose stronger by every second as she stood there. “Now, if you please monsieur, pick a card. The Hunger games are full of mysteries and no one; and I’m saying NO ONE will expect the surprises from the arena. When everybody is picking what to do there won’t be weapons laying there for someone to grab and a weak cat as an opponent; cats will fight for their life to survive and of course, that’s the fun. We never know who wins. Truly exciting to watch. Maybe it’s an eagle that’s the size of me. Maybe a mouse; a mutated mouse or maybe even a mountain lion with large teeth ready for some blood to shed~” Spoke Zhulda quickly and as she said those words the peacemaker grabbed a card and as he turned it around a slightly shocked look approached his face. “Buffalo. Cape Buffalo.” He said simply and Zhulda nodded signaling him to leave. With a small bow he exited the room, shutting the door behind him with a struggle. “Let the performance begin!” Walking to the hologram’s machine struggling quite a bit. She flipped many switches and buttons until she knew the settings were perfect. In front of her, a huge buffalo spawned in and as it looked at its surroundings it’s dark brown, almost black eyes struck Zhulda’s grayish and blackish pelt. “Another thing. Instead of fighting the wind, play with it.” With that, running towards the wall where the wind blew with her instead of against her she leaped onto the wall, her claws digging into the stone wall, desperately holding on. 3. 2. 1. Kicking off of the wall she grabbed a spiked club with her mouth. The buffalo ran at her and Zhulda easily stepped to the side and struck it’s side, harshly. The animal huffed loudly and turning around he found nothing but the large current of the wind right in front of it. As the Buffalo turned its head back Zhulda leaped onto its face and while she hit its face with her spiked club she took out one of her claws and sliced the hologram's throat in half. The Cape buffalo fell and collapsed on the wet like floor. ‘Ew. I hate this moist- floor..’ Thought Zhulda, shifting from one paw to another. “Like i Said, Play with the wind; And now, for the weapons,” Taking her spiked club she threw it instantly at the bullseye and because of its large size it wasn’t clear if she hit the center though it did seem to be a good shot. Looking up, Zhulda spotted a bow and she narrowed her eyes, eager to get it. Using her first tactic she ran to the wall but instead of copying it completely she kicked off and while she was in the air the wind lifted her slightly up and before she slammed onto the ground she pulled the string of the bow back as she grabbed it; she aimed at the target as she landed, the moisture in the ground made her feel weak, but she didn’t show it to President Imperium. When the gray Molly landed she looked at the bullseye to notice that she hit the center. This was no surprise to Zhul. She had been practicing with her bow for many years, since she was a little kid. Huffing slightly she turned towards the president. “Thank you for taking your time watching my session. Zhulda Reign is a name to remember.” With that, she walked out with a sigh and muttered with a weak chuckle, “I’m a good pretender I must say.” }