"Three. Two. One."

Clove takes off running towards the Cornucopia, not worried about the other Tributes. The only real threats to her were the Cato and the other Careers, but they'd all decided early on to work together. They'd also decided to talk out little miss eleven from district 12 as soon as possible. They didn't really see her as a threat, they just wanted her gone early on.

She spots a set of knives and bolts towards them. Grabbing the knives she turns to see what the other tributes were doing, with any luck she could kill a dozen or so here. Her eyes narrow to the back of one of the male districts, perhaps for district 9. She wasn't quite sure, but he was wrestling with someone over a pack. She took aim and threw her first knife. Perfect she thought to herself when she nailed him in the back. He crumbled to the ground at the other tribute's feet.

Once the tribute fell, Clove got a better view of the other tribute. The Girl from 12. Clove watcheds as the girl put son the pack, and begins to flee. Running towards her she throws a knife. Clove watches at the knife hit's the girl's bag. "Fuck." she whispers under her breath as the girl takes off into the woods. Knowing that chasing her is pointless, she turns towards Cato.

Clove watches as Cato takes down both tributes from six with a sword. She had hoped he'd get his hands on some of long weapon, due to the fact that he's best with those. Clove takes a step towards Cato before noticing the male tribute from 8 coming towards her. With one swift movement she throws a knife through his heart.

Clove continues to walk towards Cato, sighing when she walks past a fallen Career. The boy from four seemed to be the only Career who's managed to get themselves killed. When she reaches Cato he turns to her and laughs. "What is it Cato?" she asks confused.

"This is going to be a lot easier than we thought." he replies with another laugh. "Look around."

Clove begins to look around, and notices all the dead tributes. She mentally counts them off. One, two, three…. Eleven. Eleven in total. The other careers begin to make there way over. Marvel, Glimmer, the girl from 4 who's name she can never remember, and the boy from 3 that Cato decided would be of use.

She's about to turn back to Cato when she notices a rustling in the bushes. Clove raises her knife just as Lover boy walks out. She aims to throw when Cato grabs her wrist. "what is it?" she asks looking at him confused.

Cato drops her wrist and points towards the other boy. "That's Peeta. Also known as Lover Boy. The star crossed lover from district twelve." he replies, matter of factly.

Clove rolls her eyes. "I know who he is." she states annoyed. "Why'd you stop me."

Cato shrugs. "He might be of use to us, finding the girl."

Clove smirks. "I suppose you're right." she begins walking towards Peeta with her arms at her side, showing that she means no harm. She gets within a few steps of him before saying "Peeta is it? I have an offer for you." Peeta looks at her confused so she continues "You help us find the girl from your district, and we won't kill you."

Clove was more than surprised when lover boy agreed. Pity, I was looking forward to killing him. Clove and the other Career tributes then begin digging through the items in the Cornucopia, getting out everything they need to survive.

After they had everything Cato instructs the boy from three to make some sort of system to protect the supplies. "Clove and I will take first watch, how about everyone else rests." Cato finally says when it begins to get dark out.

Clove watches as the other tributes fall asleep, keeping her eye on Peeta, who by her hunch, she knows probably isn't asleep. She turns to Cato, who is staring out into the night. Clove leans over and lightly taps his hand. "Let the games begin" she whispers with a smirk.

End of Day 1.