The Most Righteous // [Vravens vs. Unnamed Duo, Day 2]

It was not in the vraven's nature to fly at night but something had been reset in their DNA to encourage such unnatural behavior. Instead of feasting on baked remains during daylight hours, as soon as the sun set each evening in the arena they took to the skies. Floating in circles, lazily following the scant breeze, the vravens soared. At first they were content to merely observe the sleeping arena.

But the appearance of the tributes - and copious amounts of bloodshed - the vravens discovered a hunger in their bellies. They tried in vain to reach the fallen tributes in the backstage but the curtains were too heavy and the wires hissed with electricity.

Aloft they flew, carried by the evening wind, all the way to the Ravine.

And though the earth cracked and gave way to shadows, the vravens' sense of smell led them right to the unsuspecting tributes.