The first light of dawn spilled across the forest, painting the trees in a sickly yellow-green glow.
The air was thick with fog, dew, and the faint metallic tang of the Cornucopia leftovers.
The tributes stirred, rubbing sleep from their eyes, still wary of Night 1’s surprises.
🌿 Sector, Oliver, and Cassie
Sector woke up tangled in vines, looking very proud.
“Look! I made a hammock!”
Oliver sighed.
“…It’s just a pile of leaves.”
Cassie tapped a hand in the air.
The circle around them flickered faintly.
“Alright, everyone—today we survive, scout, and find allies.”
Sector nodded enthusiastically.
“AND SHINY STUFF!”
Oliver rolled his eyes.
“…You never change.”
🔥 Springtrap, Foxy, and Chica — Early Patrol
Springtrap prowled near the edge of the shoreline.
Chica sparked lazily.
Foxy whistled softly.
Chica nudged Springtrap:
“I think Grimm might be planning something. He’s too calm.”
Springtrap nodded.
“We need information, not panic.”
Foxy added,
“…Or maybe just wait until he makes the first mistake.”
Suddenly, a rustle in the bushes startled them.
From the foliage emerged: Spoon Man, holding one spoon dramatically above his head.
“You owe me a rematch,” he announced.
Chica looked at Springtrap.
“…Do we… do we fight him?”
Springtrap sighed.
“No. Let him play. He’s harmless… for now.”
Spoon Man spun in a wide arc and ran off, dramatically disappearing into the forest mist.
🦋 Ayrs & Kaibi
Ayrs and Kaibi crept through the jungle, heading for higher ground.
Ayrs whispered,
“Do you think Grimm trusts us now?”
Kaibi shrugged.
“Maybe a little. But never fully.”
As they rounded a corner, a fallen tree blocked their path — and Grimm appeared, floating with a calm smile.
“Good morning,” he said.
“Shall we continue our polite relationship?”
Kaibi nodded.
Ayrs rolled her eyes.
Grimm waved and floated aside.
The uneasy truce held—for now.