A/N- Hello! I noticed a bunch of people were writing Rue's death from her point of view. It kind of inspired me. So what I'm doing is writing everyone's death from the 74th Hunger Games. I tried to stay as close to the book as I could, but there may be some inconsistencies (in fact, there probably will be. Sorry in advance) I made up all the unnamed/bloodbath characters.

Disclaimer- Do you seriously think The Hunger Games is mine? Aw, thank you. You're wrong, though.

Foxface, District 5

Quietly, gently.

The girl makes her way towards the encampment. The District 12 lovebirds are out, probably hunting. It doesn't matter, really. She knows how to steal.

Her fire-red hair rustles down on her shoulders in a wave. She throws it aside, annoyed. It itches and scratches after days of living in the wild.

Quietly, gently.

Now, what to take? Katniss and Peeta have good sponsors, she observes. A bit of cheese, a few berries. They shouldn't realize anything was gone.

There. That should do it.

She rolls the unstolen berries back up in the plastic, reshapes the cheese, and places everything back the way she found it.

Her mother's voice echoes in her mind- Always leave things in a better condition than when you found them. At the time, she had shrugged those words aside, thinking they were useless. Now, she wasn't so sure.

Quietly, gently.

Katniss and Peeta are coming back; she can hear them. She quickly picks a tree about 100 yards away and hoists herself up.

She thinks maybe, just maybe, she is too close.

They call me Foxface, don't they? she muses. Sly as a fox, outsmarting everyone. They won't hear.

She is ravenously hungry. The goat cheese is salty and filling, so unlike most of the food in District 5. The berries are bitter, however. She wonders how they can eat them.

Almost immediately, her vision is obscured by a fog. Her limbs grow heavy, and she slumps against the wide trunk.

How could I have been outsmarted? I've always been the trickiest. Always a step ahead of everyone else.

How could it be me?

As her eyes close, the cannon sounds.