The Werewolf Game - Season Three - Round Two Begins

[Spekke]

I have to say Spekke, I love the way you rp. It's interesting.

((Thanks. x3))

Spekke sat in the corner of the milk bar, on a stool too tall to have been easy to get up to, hands around the warm cup of hot chocolate. The feeling comforted him, made it feel like it was just any other day. But it was impossible to deny that it wasn't.

It hadn't taken long for the boy to figure out what was going on - the rest of the villagers were voting on who they should...kill. Could they really do that? Would they? And it was easy to see who everyone was talking about. The name was on everyone's lips: Cynder. Well that's not who I'm voting for. He had never been one to conform with everyone else; rather, he preferred going against the norms. No one had looked especially wolf-like to him, so he looked around the bar and picked a name at random. Just making sure not to pick Cynder, he piped up in his little voice:

"Wingforce."

[SilentEcho]

As Silent arrived back at the milk bar she hopped back onto the wobbly stool, shivering in fear "The werewolf must be killed, before another one of us is brutally killed!" she screeched.

((Silent doesn't know there are more than one.))

[riddlestyx]

Cynder walked off towards the deserted clearing, quite a far way from the village. It was still in view, she just wanted to get away from it all. Her name was chattering through the villagers, and she couldn't stand it anymore. Her tail swiped across the warm grass, the sharp point scraping through the soil beneath. The girl collapsed, looking down at the swaying grass. Her tail slowly curled around her.

[Wild Mothman]

Milah thought about Cynder being the werewolf, no, she didn't seem the type.
to be fair it could be anyone of them, as probably the person didn't remember what they were doing as the animal, but then again maybe they might not own up to it

"I will cast my vote, i choose Spekke"

The red haired half cat finished her milk and left, she knew that she was a suspect she knew that because she was different she was likely to be. But the dead lycan found was a fox, so even animals were not safe from these creatures.

She didn't want to be around when the villages decided who was to die, in the name of finding the werewolf.

[SilentEcho]

Silent relaxed, knowing she wouldn't be voted for, she was an extremely tiny villager.

[riddlestyx]

Cynder stood, her tail dragging behind her as she made her way back to the village. So many votes for her. She sighed, ignoring the stares and points.

[Wild Mothman]

Milah found Cynder,

"I didn't vote for you, i know you are innocent" She whispered, trying to comfort her fellow suspect

[Spekke]

((On a side note, here's a rough idea of what my char looks like. :3))

[Wild Mothman]

((Where do you make those things anyway, as i want one for Milah))

[riddlestyx]

Cynder looked up, seeing Milah. She wondered if she could change her vote. Cynder was lost at the moment. She shook her head, and smiled, "Th-thank you, Milah." Her tail rose up, becoming in line with her shoulders.