Daffodil

[crittersheep]

[You're in your barn! That doesn't seem so bad--oh, oh wait, you're in the air.

Your barn, and honestly some of your stuff, is just floating on clouds. You can walk on the clouds too if you want, no one's stopping you. You will not, however, be able to return to the ground, far, far below you, no matter what you do.

At least not til the Ritual is complete.

Floating among everything else is your priest, who seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, and the barn's crystal flower.

After a moment, you hear voices resonating from the crystal flower--the holy beasts, their voices and minds melded as one, call out to you.

It asks your Flock three simple questions.]

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[crittersheep]

[talk amongst yourselves here!!]

Question One

[crittersheep]

[You instinctively know you should give one collective answer after discussing this]

To love is to consume, but is to be loved to be consumed--is that what love means?

QUESTION TWO

[crittersheep]

[You instinctively know you should give one collective answer after discussing this]

Is there a difference between herbivore and carnivore to you? Where does Daffodil fall and why?

QUESTION THREE

[crittersheep]

[You instinctively know only the Shepherd is meant to answer this]

What does your pride mean to you? Does it include your Flock?