Werewolf XLII, Mist in the Barrow Downs

[satansaloser2005]

Sally was startled by Nogrod's yell, and out of habit threw her pillow at him. Fortunately for Nogrod, she had brought her pillow made of a ton of feathers, rather than the one made of a ton of bricks.
"Why do you feel the need to wake me at such an hour?" she snapped. "Do you realize that it's...." Nogrod shot Sally a look and showed her the time. "....Oh, quite right then. Perhaps I should count myself among the awake. But where are all the others? Alas, you must scurry along to wake them as well. Feel free to take Emily with you. She's very good at biting people....not to mention that she's a bit scary at times." With those words, Sally walked away to freshen up and prepare herself for the heated discussion which would (eventually) ensue.



Now, onto business. Nogrod has made his first blunder, and I shall be the first to call him on it. You see, last night this man, erm, wolf, and his fellows slaughtered our lovely Roa, and yet this morning he happily carries the evidence with him in the form of this bloody towel. He attempts to be clever, to say he has made a mess of his daily shave, but we who are non-hairy know better and thus we must punish him for his oversight.


Sidenote: I may be less of a participant in the game than I originally planned. I was rather ill the last several days, and as a result am far behind in class work, so that'll be taking up a lot of my time. But never fear, Sally will still be here!