The sun set over past the hills and trees, but for some, there was still plenty of light.

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Ravenwillow was exhausted from the fear and the running so he chose to get some rest, not knowing when he would get another chance.

Nectarsting watched in horror as the fires moved quickly across windclan territory and fled east to try and escape the flames. While fleeing, she ran across the thunderpath and in her panic, forgot to wait and move carefully. She was struck with a glancing blow from a monster, and was only minorly injured. After her encounter with the monster, she found herself in ShadowClan territory. After the panic of the fires and the encounter with the monster. Nectarsting began to be exceedingly tried. She laid down and closed her eyes, for what she didn't realize would be the last time.

A wolf howls. Nectarsting is dead!

Waspthorn, unaware of the danger that the fires posed to all the life in the arena, chose to get some rest, thinking that this was just another night in the games.

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The endgame has begun but only one of the two remaining tributes is aware of it. (For context, Nectarsting died of dehydration) There was 1 death this chapter.

It could be a trick of the light, or the haze from the fire, but the stars seem to arrange themselves to form the image of the recently deceased.

Nectarsting