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[ssa_emilyprentiss]

WHO|  Emily and Derek
WHAT|  Arena stuff
WHEN|  Second or third day...whatever it's supposed to be (confusing timeline is confusing)
WHERE|  S20
WARNINGS|  Probably not?  No promises.

"Did you ever see that move, Never Cry Wolf?" Emily asked, sighing, turning her head against the brick wall from where she had been watching the death toll on the horizon to look at Morgan.  The wolf calls that permeated the night silence had increased in frequency and volume the farther from the Cornucopia they'd traveled.  They'd traveled along a chain link fence since they'd left the amusement park - she wasn't sure if it was the actual border of the Arena or not, but she didn't want to chance it since it was probably electrified or set you on fire or something.

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[ssa_derekmorgan]

"No," he replied with an amused smile. It seemed to normal for them to be walking endlessly and talking about movies, music or books like they used to a long time ago. "Tell me about it..."

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

She turned her head to both sides, stretch, her neck popping a few times. She slid down the crumbling brick facade to sit down and immediately untied her left shoe and probed the inside for a pebble.

"It's based on a book...the guy that wrote it, for some reason, decides to live with this pack of wolves. And he decides to keep the wolves away from his camp by peeing all around it, just like the wolves do."

[ssa_derekmorgan]

He settled down next to her, somewhat grateful for the break - they had been walking for hours, after all. He stretched his legs out and sighed quietly.

"Did it work?" he asked, taking a sip of water from the bottle they shared. "Peeing around his camp helped keep the wolves away?"

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

"Surprisingly, yes. Apparently he had to drink like as much coffee as Reid to have enough piss, though." She flashed a brief smile. It faded as she used her unworn shoe to squash a spider crawling through the rubble beside her.

[ssa_derekmorgan]

He let out a hearty laugh, shaking his head. "I highly doubt that is possible," he grinned. "So, what happened? The story can't just end there..."

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

She elbowed him playfully. "I can't really remember, I haven't seen it in ages. I think the wolves accept him and get used to him and he gets in really close to observe them. I don't know. But my point was, maybe you should hold it in and protect us from those dogs eyeing us like we're delicious...if we ever find somewhere to make camp."

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"That sounds like a smart thing to do..." He looked around them - a habit he had developed since they entered this land - making sure there were no other tributes or dogs that might want to hurt them. "They would help protect us if someone tried to harm us... They might even let us use their water supply.*

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

"Are you nuts? I just meant to keep them the hell away from us...I don't want to be someone's dinner. I'm sure I look delicious."

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"No, you don't... Not when you're covered in dirt, dust and other stuff..."

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

She rolled her eyes and punched him lightly in the shoulder. "You're such an ass. But I'm serious, I don't want those things anywhere near me while I'm trying to sleep."

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"Very well, your highness," he teased. He stood up and helped her up. "We better go back to our old shelter or find a new one because it's getting dark..."

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

"If you were a true gentleman, you'd make a shelter for me, then come get me." She raised a brow, knowing he'd get indignant at the jibe. "But you'd probably just screw it up."

She ducked out of the way, just in case he sent a playful blow her way.

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"I could totally kick your ass but I won't," he retorted, "Because you're a girl. It would just be unfair to you."

[ssa_derekmorgan]

He gently brushed away the stray hair on her cheek and smiled as he watched her sleep peacefully. He didn't have the heart to wake her up and tell her it was her turn to keep watch but he knew that he needed his sleep.

Finally, he sighed and tapped her shoulder. She pushed his hand away and went back to sleep. He tapped at her shoulder again, hard this time, determined to wake her up. "Nap time's over," he said quietly when she slowly and begrudging opened her eyes.

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

"Screw you. Shut up. I'm sleeping." She flailed a hand out at random, not really aiming, just hoping to hit him.

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"Get up," he said, grabbing her hand. "It's your turn."

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

"I need coffee," she grumbled, attempting to roll over and shield her eyes and ears from his awakening onslaught.

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"Who doesn't?"

He watched her roll over and tried to go back to sleep. He knew there was no way she would get up and let him rest if he didn't threaten her somehow.

"If you won't get up, I'm getting my new furry friend to come in so I can rest while he keep watch..."

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

"How do you think you're gonna manage that?" She rolled her eyes in a 'yeah, right' fashion.

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"I can always try and I might succeed," he said smugly, "I'm good with dogs, remember?"

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

"I'm willing to take that chance," she mumbled, shutting her eyes again.

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"Come on!" he said, somewhat exasperatedly. "Get up! It's my turn."

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

Rolling over, she laughed. "Really not a morning person, eh?"

[ssa_derekmorgan]

"Do you even have to ask?" he yawned, stretching his leg. "I'm so tired. I wish there was a Starbucks around here..."

[ssa_emilyprentiss]

"God, you talk a lot," she muttered. "Maybe if you keep talking the sky will rain coffee."