[Game] Wolf Pack Hunting Game

[Aric Val]

"I --think that is right." Bare trees nodded her head, "Unsung did not vote as well -- I feel like a lot in the first round, including me merely did not have the chance to speak up." She continued on, the mentions of her name calling her attention and her nodding in understanding. "I do see how I could be suspicious, no doubt.." She looked at the situation they had, sighing softly. "In hunting, usually the predators lay low, would that help?" She looked around, unsure of anyone right now.

This was even harder than the doe thought though, Bare Trees trying to take in her hunter instincts into play for this game. She heard the words of Wild Sage and nodded. "It's strange, a little too obvious if it were Fire Made Flesh, even too convenient for now." he frowned, lowering her head and thinking. "But it is still very early in the game to really know for sure anything about anyone. All I know is, someone has to be voted again."  

[Cricket2008]

The awakening scene was a bit more graphic than Night was expecting. While it was a game, it certainly brought the reality of the swamp to light. But this was just a game, the buck reminded himself.

Turning his attention to the commentary floating among the remaining players, Night was not surprised to hear them being more on the cautious side with their choices now. Those that had spoken with strong opinions were now on the sidelines.

Listening to the reasonings shared by the other players, Night agreed that they all sounded like good arguments. But.. it still seemed like picking a name was just random choice.

 

[Owlsomniac]

"My mind is going in circles," Trouble admits. "So far all we have to go on is who voted for who, or who for none, which isn't much to go on at all..... And I did vote last round, in fact," she glances at the other doe -- Optimist, was it? She sighs, then, watching with some amusement Apathy's no doubt unintended abuse of her tail.

"But to answer your question, I suppose my suspicions are too many to bother naming. But isn't that the case for most of us?" She gives a small, wry, smile at that.  

[hybridic]

Wolf Dream flicked his long tail in frustration. "Maybe we should try and come to a consensus, and narrow down the possibilities faster?" His brow furrowed. "But then again, it's entirely possible that a wolf could plant a suggestion and get us all to run with it in order to divert suspicion from themselves." This was getting to be almost too complicated. "It would really help if we all knew a bit more about each other's normal behavior, and then could determine who was acting out of the ordinary." He frowned. "But it's a bit too late for that now, I suppose."

"I'm with you," he finally concluded, turning to Trouble, and shaking his head. "My mind is going in circles."

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[phoenix kiss]

Wintershadow looks a bit green at the graphic description of Watches the Skies' death. While he can appreciate a good turn of phrase as well as any other kimeti, that was a little gruesome. There aren't many acha in the Vale -- he's not quite used to their theatrics, though he suspects that all the things he's heard about them must certainly be true, by this measure.

He shrugs. "I'm not so sure that Fire Made Flesh is a wolf, but we can't rule anything out. I don't think it matters too much who said what to whom at this point; the first round is almost certainly rather random." He sounds reasonable, he hopes; speaking his thoughts out loud is helping him to organize them a bit better. "At least for the first few rounds we can't really do much more than make random guesses," he added, "and hope that we swing the ratio in the right way."

But he did have his suspicions, and he regarded Trouble thoughtfully.  

[Samuel Carlin]

"You've played before then?" she asked Wintershadow. The buck made it sound, at least, like he had more of an idea of how the game worked than many of the others did, herself included. "How would you choose next? Close your eyes and tip an ear in some direction?"

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Grasping at anything graspable!

 

[Owlsomniac]

Trouble merely hums at Wolf Dream's words, though she finds herself nodding after a moment. "Perhaps you're right. All this talk isn't getting us anywhere.... and no one seems quick to take up the first vote. Not that I blame them." She tilts her head slightly to regard Wintershadow, returning his thoughtful gaze with one of her own. He's a handsome buck, but of course that has nothing to do with what his role may or may not be in the game.

"In that case.... a few of the more suspicious to me so far have been, in no particular order, Lost Apathy, As The Sun Burns, Wild Cry. Nightingale and Arctic Waste..... A few of them too quiet in my estimation... and others too unassuming." She shrugs, then, "Of course, I could be entirely wrong."  

[hybridic]

"Part of the problem is that practically anything could be seen as suspicious. You could stay quiet in an attempt to avoid attention, and thus not get killed or voted off...or because you were a wolf. You could speak up for practically the same reasons. A lot depends on character, which we don't know. I think we just have to keep watching, learn each other, and hope we don't get offed in the meantime."

Wolf Dream blew a few strands of hair out of his eyes and thought, resisting the urge to pace. He didn't want to start looking predatory. "I'm reluctant to cast the first vote, but it does have to be done...and after missing my chance to vote last round, I should make sure I have at least some say this time around." He paused, looking around the clearing once more at the gathered kin, before letting out a deep breath.

"I don't know if this is suspicious behavior, or simply in his nature, but Eyes of the Night has done a lot of watching and not much talking. I'm going to chance a vote for him." He nodded at the buck in question, an apologetic expression on his face. This was just a game, after all, and he certainly had nothing against the buck personally. But they had to start somewhere.  

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Wintershadow shrugs. "I don't -- know, really," he says, "it's more observation than anything else. There are a lot of strong personalities in my tribe, I think I just do a lot of mediating," he added. Suddenly he was the center of attention and it really wasn't comfortable, not in a game like this. He laid his ears back. "Trying to listen to what people don't say as well as what they do. And also -- it just makes sense to me. There are a lot of people here. There are always more prey than predators. It's a principle tenant of the Vale."

With that, he slipped backwards into a group of kin. Safety in numbers, perhaps.  

[Owlsomniac]

Trouble is tired of thinking about it. She doesn't want to make the wrong decision, of course, but there's nothing to do but vote and hope, like last time, that her choice is correct....

"....my vote will be for Lost Apathy. Though perhaps one of the most unassuming personalities it's the reason I've chosen her."

There. Now it was only a matter of waiting to see what the outcome would be.  

[Aria Starstone]

He moved closer to the discussion, listening to all the words. When everyone had talked themselves in circles, in his mind at least, he finally sighed and spoke up. "It seems to me there is no clear cut way to tell who might be a wolf and who might not... For every argument I hear why SOME ONE might be one, I hear another that says that they might not... But I can't help wonder at those who say their piece and slide back into hiding in a group... It seems like trying to avoid attention after spreading it in all directions to me. As such, I personally think I shall vote for Wintershadow." He paused, and gave the other buck a 'Sorry, nothing personal' look.  

[Ruriska]

The wolves must be enjoying their confusion, she thought. There was no more a solid answer than there had been yesterday. If anything, they were even more bewildered. Peep was doing her best to follow everyone’s thoughts, trying to make sense of what the wolves could or should do. You could only guess at what they must be thinking; if they were thinking at all.

The first two votes that were finally cast came from odd places, it seemed. The third stopped and made her think. Wintershadow seemed like such a reasonable voice. She liked him, just as she liked all the kin that were in this game. Yet the horned buck had a valid point. Enough for her to vote that way?

She chased her thoughts left and right and finally looked at As the Sun Burns. She had been waiting for him to speak but as he had yet to defend himself, "I… I’ll stick to my original thought. I’m not sure the other choices hold enough weight for me to back them. I’m sorry but As the Sun Burns is my decision."