The mood was slowly beginning to return to normal for the pair. Katniss wasn't the best at skinning meat like Gale but she would make sure they ate well and kept some leftovers. They went back to walking and Katniss kept an eye on Haymitch, not wanting him to fall over. For all they knew, they were close to the edge but were now walking away from it, giving themselves even more of a disadvantage. The good thing though, was that the people behind the controls couldn't move the arena's force field so they'd hit it one way or another, it was just a matter of when. 

When Haymitch mentioned that he hoped they didn't run into anything else, she glanced to him. "You may have just jinxed us there." She said. But they already knew they had some pretty big bright targets on their back already. Katniss kept looking ahead as they kept moving through the woods. She was feeling draining but needed to keep pushing herself. Haymitch was still going and if she could carry him, she probably would. Right now, they needed to move and not stop. If they did stop, they'd only lose their bearings once they woke up. And personally, Katniss wasn't too eager to close her eyes anytime soon.

"If only Peeta could send us a map of the arena." She joked as they continued to walk along, dry leaves and sticks crumpling and cracking under their feet as they went. "I bet Beetee and Wiress have it mapped out already though." She sighed, reminding herself that Prim and Gale weren't the only ones to keep an eye out for. Suddenly Katniss stopped and pulled Haymitch back. "Wait." She looked between the two trees in front of them, one on each side of them and yet they were perfectly placed across from one another. It was very odd and Katniss was sure it was a trap of some sort.

She couldn't find a rock to throw and test her theory so she ran around to one of the trees tried to see any wires or string but it was impossible given they only had moonlight looking over their shoulder. "They're being tricky but not tricky enough." Katniss yawned and hoped they were getting close to the parameter due to the traps she was beginning to notice. As long as fireballs weren't being shot at her, she was happy. After what felt like three hours of walking, they reached the marshy area again. "I think this arena is circular...the city, the woods, these marsh lands...but then what else is beyond it...we'll find out, for now we need to rest." She said and stayed at the forest's edge, not wanting to provoke any mist attacks at the present.

The sun was surely going to rise soon and she needed to let Haymitch sleep. 

Already, Gale could feel the pain radiating off of Prim. 

He wished he could do something more for her but if he had to run miles and miles with her in his arms, he would without stopping. She said they needed to get somewhere dry. He couldn't agree more. He kept moving along the indented path which rose above the pools of water and weeds. He thought about going back to the woods or the ruins but he decided the marsh area would have to do. They couldn't keep going back and forth without making any progress. He would make sure they kept moving and found the others.

When Prim mentioned the berries, he nodded. "I can make a mash with them and see if they'll help." If they didn't, he wasn't sure what they could do. He looked around, almost wondering if he heard another beacon from their mentor. Sadly, it had only been his imagination. He kept hold of her, not noticing a stray spider had been banished by Prim. "You're going to be fine, don't worry." He panted as he stumbled and felt a foot slip into the cold murky water. He yanked it back out and didn't bother waiting for anything to come out of it. His pace continued to be brisk as he placed a kiss on her forehead. "What? Sorry?" A part of him was angry at her for even apologizing. it wasn't her fault at all. It was an accident and the Capitol was solely to blame.

"Don't be sorry." Gale told her. "This is our first day, our first night. Everyone else is struggling but unlike them, we're gonna get out of here." He said softly and smiled. "You've been so strong and fearless, Katniss would be proud of you." He said as he finally got to a large enough patch of dry land before he set her down and began to fish the berries out of their bag. He took one, bit it and ignored the bitterness, before he gingerly applies it to her wound to see if it improved the pain or not. "It's not blood at least." He assured her while truing to use his sleeve to get it cleaner. "How does that feel? Should I make some mash?" He asked her as he looked at the other small berries in his hand, his eyes finally adjusting to the darkness.