[Pomegranate]

Pom sat on the ground for a long time, her head bent and her eyes seeing nothing. Everything seemed to happen around her as if in a haze. People walked around her, shaking their heads and murmuring sad words, all glancing towards her every so often, sometimes with compassion, sometimes with the same doubt that was in their expressions all the time these days.

Suddenly she rose. She was sad - yet it was time to do something.

I personally think that, given how small the amount of villagers there is compared to the amount of wolves, a technique which will keep us from having something to analyse today and tomorrow could prove to be pretty disastrous. The wolves need information, but I think we need information more.

Also, there is a chance some of the wolves already know each other, since they had a dream last night - obviously we cannot know whether they succeeded, but I think it's a point to remember. And a further point, I think, against just trying to seem wolvish.

Edit. x/ed with Nog's #6.