[center][color=cyan][h1]Silver Galloway[/h1][/color]
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Silver slowly opened up her eyes as she heard her alarm going off, she slowly turned her head looking over at the window as she saw the sun slowly starting to rise. Today was a day that she always dreaded going to, it was the day of the Reaping she remembered losing a fellow classmate being reaped into the games last year. Sighing ever so slightly to herself, the only good thing was that working in the mines was less today anyone who was of age to get reaped were able to have the day off. Silver climbed out of her bed and headed over to her wooden wardrobe that looked like it had seen better days, pulling out a black leather jacket that was her fathers. Her eyes stopped at the scar on her arm remembering it happened during a collapse in one of the mineshafts, a sharp rock cut her arm and remembered losing her father that day.

The jacket was her father's which he had given to her when she was little, Silver's hand gently rested on the necklace that was how she got her name which was also what her father had found the day she was born. It was something that she always kept on her person, she quickly finished getting changed. Her mother and younger brother were still asleep as Silver started to head out of her bedroom and snuck out of the house.

It was a nice and warm day out, and she had sometime to kill before having to get ready to go to the center of District 12 Silver decided to go for a little bit of hunting as she headed further back through some woods to the edge of the district. The peacekeepers rarely ever kept the gates powered up, as she snuck through the wired gate. Silver made her way to a hollowed out stump finding the bow that she made herself years ago just for hunting it was always just peaceful and relaxing having the woods to herself and enjoyed the silence listening to the birds as they chirped and sang to each other.