Clove looked around. "Who could've taken it?" She asked.

Cato shrugged, he thought of the remaining tributes. "Thresh would be too loud, Katniss is surely with Lover Boy and wouldn't leave him." Cato muttered to himself and shook his head lightly. "Redhead."

Clove cursed under her breath. "What are we going to do?"

Cato shrugged. "At least we still have weapons?"

Clove had slept with her knives on her belt. They were still there. "Yeah." Clove agreed.

Cato sighed and looked towards her.

"We better get a move on then," Clove said, beginning to start walking.

"Yeah," Cato agreed and followed her quietly.

Clove walked around the forest. She looked for animals everywhere, but found none.

* * *

Cato sighed and twirled the sword around in his hand.

"There are no animals anywhere!" Clove muttered.

Cato looked around. "There has to be somewhere."

Clove turned to look at Cato. "Does there?" She asked.

"Yes, we'd all starve otherwise." Cato told her.

"Maybe that's the point." Clove stated. It was then that Clove heard Claudius Templesmith's voice boom on the loudspeakers.

"Attention tributes. There will be a feast tomorrow at dawn.

Now hold on. Some of you may already be declining my invitation."

Clove certainly wasn't.

"But this is no ordinary feast. Each of you needs something desperately."

Supplies. They needed supplies.

"Each of you will find something in a backpack, marked with your district number, at the cornucopia at dawn. Think hard about refusing to show up. For some of you, this may be your last chance,"

The announcement finished.

* * *

Cato looked at Clove.

Clove looked back. "What's the plan?" She asked.

"Wait until someone comes?" Cato looked at her with a 'duh, what else do you think?' look. But he was just joking.

Clove scowled. "So we just stand right here and wait for people to come?" She mocked. "Where are we gonna be when they do come?" Clove asked seriously.

Cato shrugged. "Hiding in the underbrush."

Clove nodded. "Ok. Split up to get more people?"

Cato nodded. "I'll take the other side of the cornucopia. If you get Katniss, make sure you give the audience a good show."

"You bet I will." Clove replied.

"Good." Cato smiled. "I'll watch your back, don't worry."

"Haha, thank you." Clove smiled.

Cato smiled slightly, he was nervous about it all.