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Despite all the attention being given towards him, the various participating kin in the game trying to make sure that he was included in the decision-making, Flesh found himself overwhelmed with errands and studying for a final information and accusations. Chewing on all the logic and reasons being offered up, Flesh had little to say to justify his own decision.

"As the Sun Burns gets my vote. From what I can gather, it just makes sense," was all the dragon gave by way of reasoning.4

Apathy was mollified somewhat by Optimist admitting she liked Kiss as well. She agreed that the change in vote was sudden, but felt that it was in part due to the closing of the day. Apathy herself had thought others would throw in their votes before the day was done; the attention that came with inadvertently being the turning vote, however small, was something she would have preferred to avoid if she'd known. As for Kiss...

"If she speaks the truth, isn't it better to let the details of her role remain a secret so that the wolves won't find out?" she looked towards Doubleback and Giveforward. Peep had probed as well, but, to be fair, none of them had expected a heeler up until that point and knew not what the role entailed. "There's a good chance she'll go tonight; if she does not, then she's likely to be voted out the day after." She nodded towards Wild Sage's words. "I'm not sure what else she might be able to add to prevent either of those two from occurring. If her fate is sealed, then isn't it best to reveal as little as possible? We know that her role served prey; is that not enough in itself?"

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"As Optimist said, Sleepless and Bitter End gave their reasons." However, she could admit that Bitter End did not do much more than agree with Sleepless. "I would not be opposed to hearing Look-See's opinion, though!"

She scratched her ear furiously as she continued. "I agree with your reasoning, but I don't know if it's substantial evidence." Had he grasped the name out of desperation? And while she agreed that Eyes had agreed with Optimist, she didn't think it was his most noticeable quality. "I'm sorry; you've my vote (As the Sun Burns) as well."

Giveforward pondered that for a moment, "I think ideally it would be kept secret with her role but as she has outed herself, it might be a moot point?" Then again maybe she was wrong. "I only thought, if she could and chose to do so, it would lend credence to her claim if tomorrow she still lived. But then that just might mean she's lying and a predator..." She sighed. For everything that might lead to truth it could just as easily lead to lying.

Merry Wanderer frowned. Some of the players were hanging back and being unhelpful and that rankled. This game was dependent on kin playing and playing actively. Still-- there was little he could do during the day rounds. So he began his narration, "The sun was setting on the group and they had to make a decision. Early accusations made it seem as if Kiss of Death would go, but the tides began to turn and eventually the group settled on As the Sun Burns who had been so close to die the day before."

"They chased him down and he ran. They were learning to be vicious, to be mean, to be violent and there were feelings of discontent bleeding over from the day into their kills. They beat him with their hooves until he was quiet and no more." He gestured for As the Sun Burns to step to the side. "The rest of the group walked back to the grove, their agitation briefly settled."

"However when they returned, they were treated to a nasty surprise. Two of their number dead. Tipping into Madness and Blooming Sunrise were laying on the ground, terribly bloated, eyes bulging. They looked as if they had eaten something and it had turned out quite badly for them." He gestured for the two named kin to step aside with a toss of his head. "Their bodies were dragged away and dumped next to the rotting body of Unsung."

"Dead dealt with, they settled down to sleep. Then the wolves woke and their hunt began."



The 24 hour-ish night round starts now. This thread will be silent until Merry Wanderer begins the day round.

"The wolves were getting bold at night, though at day they still blended in with their prey. They woke and hunted, teeth sharp and claws ready to tear at flesh," Merry Wanderer said as he circled the "sleeping" players. "They chose their victim carefully before laying down to rest, stomach sated by the hunt and bloodlust quieting for the time being."

He stepped gingerly into the center of the circle before beginning again, "As the sun began to rise, the creatures woke once more--blood was in the air."

It was the signal for the players to open their eyes. "Once again they followed it, but this time it was different--one of their number was agitated: Sleepless. No one paid her much mind though, they had to find out who had been killed."

"When they reached a cliff, suddenly Sleepless broke free from the group and rushed to the edge. What she saw horrified her. With an anguished cry, she leaped off the cliff." Merry Wanderer nodded at the doe."The rest of the group crowded at the edge of the cliff and stared down. They saw what she saw: Arctic Waste, covered in dew, laid to waste by claws and teeth, shimmering almost as if he were made of delicate, colored ice. And there, next to him, was Sleepless who must have been his secret lover, body twisted and still, caught in the eternal slumber of death."

"With this chilling picture seared into their minds, the group backed away and returned to their grove. Their numbers were thinned now, the wolves had to die."

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The 24 hour-ish day round starts now. Please discuss and cast your votes until Merry Wanderer begins the night round.

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Look-See found herself waking up from her nightly slumber in time to see she slept for days. Feeling guilty at not being helpful while the others were so chatty, she offered an explanation to a family of turtles atop a fallen log thinking it was a kiokote.

“I find it difficult to contribute to the discussion for unnecessary lengths when my vision of sight or rather lackthereof is at a clear disadvantage, and it’s still very early in the game to determine voting patterns or uncover motives.”

Look-See was done recoiling with feelings of self-loathing and helplessness at her foolish decision to join the werewolf game- a game in which she was clearly not qualified. She was here now and could contribute as well as the others. While she did not know all of their names nor see them clearly, she knew their scent and had an intimate understanding of controlled chaos.

“These killings have for the most part been random or designed to sow discord. As for why I voted for As The Sun Burns, I admit I got the name mixed up with Sun Sinks Down . I thought we were all voting for the same sun or fire kin.” Her cheeks flamed and she fell silent, still kicking the dead “weed” that was unbeknownst to her, Giveforward’s tail.

"Still, it was creepy to see two die in the night. I am woefully late in apologizing for voting for Arctic Waste that one time. I will have to think on this." Sitting down and inhaling her blooming flowers, she thought of what Nightengale stated.

"I'm - what - he's WHAT?! That's impossible, I've never even met that buck before this game!" she cried, before remembering that it was a game and she was meant to be dead, "uh, sorry."

She hoofed it to the 'dead' pen and stood meekly with the victims, though not without a few thoughts along the lines of 'this is a stupid game,' 'this is the most humiliating thing ever,' 'I don't even know this Kin,' 'I would never kill myself over a buck,' 'especially one I don't even know,' and long, eloquent looks at Bitter End that alternated between pleading and hatred. And now all the time she burned with a deep embarrassment and awkward awareness of Arctic Waste.

You, uh, died, you learned, and what Sleepless learnt was that she didn't like games at all.