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[e v e r d e e n]

You can look boy but don't you touch,
If you want my love make me give a fuck
If Everdeen learned anything from Vain it was how to be manipulative, the difference was she wasn't in it for power. Everdeen was boy crazy, not throne hungry. She plays to her strengths, she's attractive, cunning and a little mysterious - her weaknesses, well she doesn't fancy that she has any. She's cocky much like her mother and her grandfather, Texas.  She could go to the Desert's or the Chamber to her parents homage but she heard there were several interesting men in the Valley. That wasn't her sole purpose of joining ranks somewhere but it's a lot easier to work around men than women. If the Tundra weren't so bleak she would likely stop in there to flirt.

She wasn't sure exactly what it was that she liked so much about playing games with men, she had never had a child, perhaps it was the chase and her always winning; leaving them high and dry. She was built carefully, full hips and long legs and amber eyes. She was a dark gray with a tobiano pattern and had a seemingly sweet disposition. Perhaps a diplomatic in the making, she is going to hunt for the things she wants in life. Taking what you want is not a foreign idea to her, Vain had taught her that much.

She is truly along for the ride, whether by bus, train, plane, or a jackass.
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