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LILY

[You're suddenly surrounded by shadows and howling winds, and feel a slash across your cheek--shadowy claw marks. All your powers, original, sheep, or otherwise, have been sealed off. You also find yourself shackled; shadowy tendrils keeping you in place, wrapped around your wrists and ankles.

And one of you, in the center is contained within an orb. You're free to move around, or maybe you fall asleep, as a small of amount of nightmare gas sedates you somewhat.

There is only one person allowed to move around freely--A Weed. Or if no Weed is present, one of you is released form your shackles, but chained at the throat.

A voice booms through the shadows. ]

You will tell me who deserves his Vengeance.

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That the choice is on me. If I choose a flock, they will come after me. Not Lily.

That's not actually true.

A few people go home, a few people come in, and they will only remember Lily, not you.

Or if they do remember, they will target whatever flock you join forever after.

I doubt most want to make these decisions and also want to protect their own flocks. We have a common enemy and it's not each other.

[so wouldn't they understand?]

The last time Lilies died it was because people were thinking in panic and the heat of the moment, and took whatever justification came to mind first.

Most other flocks are not as calm about this.

[most wouldn't be. he's eerily calm himself. for the most part. his anguish is inside.]

No. But someone else is targeting Lily. You don't plan revenge, do you?