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So far, the votes were tied at 2 and 2 for Fire Made Flesh and Watch The Skies. No one else seemed willing to vote, yet, and Trouble has also kept her piece so far.

The dark doe who spoke in rhymes made a fair point, yet there was nothing gained, or lost, for that matter, by not voting.

"To be sure.... none of us are truly acquainted with one another in this game. Why... even those of us who may be familiar are strangers, now, perhaps, as we don the masks of our various roles wouldn't you say? Still..... I think it better to vote, than not. After all, is it not better to trust in some chance rather than no chance at all?"

The doe glances around at the other kin before her.

Having already cast her vote, Snake Flower was happy- now- that the attention was off her. She took the time of the others' discussion to not only listen but also to observe. There were some that had yet to speak, and others that were all the more willing. Which ones, then, were the more dangerous? Snake let her gaze, again, fall onto Fire Made Flesh. She hadn't felt that he was antagonizing her, she was just a bundle of nerves that had a tendency to react before she could think. He seemed to simply be an older kin, set in his own ways. Surely he'd be an interesting person to talk to, should she ever get the chance? And, surely, choosing someone so obviously predator-like to be a predator wouldn't be wise. Then again, the predators were randomly picked. They could be anyone, without discrimination. And that's what made his game so hard.

"I think it's silly not to vote... that's the whole point of this game, isn't it? The only ones who wouldn't want us to vote would be a predator; to better the chance of their survival!" Again, Snake eyed The Once and Future King; sure that she was correct in her earlier deduction now that the doe had opted out of choosing and was, quite keenly, trying to get the others to do the same. She made a mental list of all the others considering not to vote; perhaps she was too used to thinking like prey.

It was just a game. This was a fact that Peep had to keep reminding herself of as everyone began to discuss their options. It was just a game and that meant it was supposed to be fun, despite the setting being somewhat, well, morbid. No matter, she would go into it with a smile and play with high spirits. There would be no hard feelings on her end no matter what occurred.

Unfortunately the first vote was the hardest and they had nothing to base it on but first impressions. "But we have to vote," she said, continuing her thought out loud, "because that’s the game."

Peep looked at the buck and doe that were currently equal in votes with two each. If she wanted, she could sway it one way but it felt unkind to do so. There was clearly more to the buck than his visage let on and in truth she found him quite handsome and a little bit thrilling. The doe seemed proper and a good conversationalist. Her hair, Peep had already noted, was utterly perfect. In any other situation, she would have dearly loved to get to know her more. Choose between them? Well, no, she didn’t really want to.

"I’ll vote The Once and Future King. If we abstain from voting we might as well not play," she said cheerily, nodding her head in apology at the doe. That also brought her equal in votes to the other two and Peep had saved herself from making a more difficult decision.

Night took note of the names being thrown out. Of those named, he hadn't formed an opinion one way or the other. It would appear though, that speaking up put you in the line of fire. Night's choice was to not follow the current focus. He would choose another's name.

Night observed those that hadn't yet voiced an opinion. Whether shy, or cunningly observant, he couldn't tell yet. Perhaps naming them would bring them out into the open.

"I vote for Unsung."

Trouble had waited for something else to go on before casting her vote but the truth is that she already has a good idea of where her suspicions lie. Like others, The Once and Future King's insistence that they not vote cast her as suspicious in Trouble's eyes.

"I vote for the doe who rhymes and seems keen on distracting us," she glances at the doe, then. "I hope my vote proves correct." She smiles faintly and steps back now that her vote has been made.

Perhaps Night had the right of it though, too. It would be safe, after all, for anyone who hadn't yet spoken up to remain silent... to some extent. After all, so far the ones who had been voted for the most had been among the most active....

Bitter End had been waiting for the game to begin before the paranoia got the better of her. The start had given her a few palpitations - but the petty squabbling calmed her musings. It was either much better or worse when others were being more dramatic than she was, but perhaps due to experience (or conviction), she refrained from an even more self-absorbed tantrum, and instead gave the choice some thought.

Some thought, unfortunately, being how likely it was that the tree-kin was actually going to insidiously kill them all in the course of the game. Judging from his slow movement, it could be unlikely, but who knew what else he was capable of? Who knew whether the trees and shrubbery around them, indeed, could possibly be kin, and kin to him, waiting to execute the Motherfather's ironic will?

She then considered how to say this in a reasonable fashion, completely missing Sleepless' entire spiel - whether it was because she felt her ex-companion was too fascinated by that suspicious Kin to be reliable, or that she was simply too used to tuning out her voice too, no one would ever know...

"Attempting not to cast judgment on our generous host," she said to whoever would listen, indicating the organizing acha with a nod, "I feel, perhaps for some, the assigned roles will would be contrary to their...disguise." Her hoof raised to point at the Kin that seemed to be formed of bark and moss. "I nominate the slow-moving fellow over there. His look is familiar and close to our hearts, earthy, green and symbolic of the Motherfather. He might just be a predator because he is unexpected."

End did not know Story's name, but unfortunately for the poor buck, she certainly had her eye on him.

Blooming Sunrise watched as the others continued to debate on who to vote for. She certainly agreed with the others that it was better to vote than not... After all, the point was to eliminate others in the game. And that went for both sides really. You had to be sure to thin the numbers in some way. Though she wasn't really sure who to vote for herself. It was apparent who the top runners were... And it would be better to simply vote for the ones who are on the top. One of them were more likely to end up out even if she decided not to vote. Maybe it was easier not to vote?

She certainly had a dilemma of her own to think of. But, taking a deep breath, she made her decision.

"I shall cast my vote for The Once and Future King as well." The reasoning behind the decision for some was very clear and concise. It certainly convinced her of a good reason to vote for them. And, although not voting did seem like a good idea, strength in numbers and all that, voting was certainly the best of both worlds. You didn't want to end up leaving too many potential predators after all...