➵ The Pupper Games ➵ 2nd game FINALLY CONCLUDED PROPERLY

With his newfound strength after the feast, Aut realized that the next day or so would be the best chance he'd have to take an active role in the games. He didn't want to, and his mother hadn't told him to, but he knew that the only way he could survive would be if he was the last one alive.

It was Victoria, Ten's tribute, who he came upon first. He tried so hard to he strong, to end it quickly, but he was too weak. When the blood began to flow and the other pup began crying for her mother, he couldn't keep hurting her. His mother had told him all about the games, and how the other pups weren't his enemies. He didn't fully understand who it was his mother was mad at, but she had made it clear that the other pups would be just like him. He let her go, then, sparing her life, even if that would be crueler in the end. When Victoria looked back to say thank you, his fur burned with shame.

Death of Autumn survives with 29% chance. 

After being attacked by Autumn but having her life spared by him, Victoria felt the need to hide better, to find a place where they couldn't reach her, no matter what. She needed to heal and to calm herself down after the surprise attack. For some reason, she always thought that the real danger in the Arena were starvation and the hostile setting, not the other pups. How naive of her!

Crawling into a crack in between two big stones, large enough for her thin body, her thoughts went back to her pack: Amon would be ashamed of her, of her passive attitude in this Games. But could she find the courage in herself to do what she needs to do? Or will she continue to keep hiding and pray to survive long enough to go back home?

Victoria has now a 12% survival chance

Peanut Butter’s still alive with 18% survival chance!

(Using the comment I got in my rollover message as a spring board. "Ashleaf was caught unprepared in a storm! He thankfully found safety... Within a rather spiky tangle of rose bushes. He returned home once the storm passed, but not without a few surface cuts thanks to the rose bush thorns. Oh no! Ashleaf gained a small injury and suffered -1 HP")

A storm blew through the arena, catching Ashleaf off guard while he was fishing. He quickly scrambled for cover, finding none but a cluster of bushes and bramble. Being the best option he had, Ashleaf climbed inside and waited out the storm. After the storm had past, he climbed back out and assessed the damages. Nothing bad thankfully, only a few minor scrapes from the thorns of the brambles. As he got back to fishing, he wondered how the others had fared.

Ashleaf survived and now has a survival chance of 12%.

Starlight hunkered down in the small burrow that she had found. Her ears twitched back and fourth, listening to the sound of pawsteps just outside of her burrow. She was terrified they would find her, that this would be her last night. Thankfully, she listened as the pawsteps slowly trotted away and vanished into the night, to not be heard again. 

She sighed in relief, looking down at her injured paw. The long scratch had gotten worse, she believe it had got infected. If a scratch is what kills me, I never deserved to win. Pathetic. 

Starlight lost 1HP and is now at 7% survival chance

The night in the cave went well. The cold wasn't as bad in here and no one had found her so far. Tymora decided to stay there, even if she could already feel hunger clawing at her again. Her survival chance is now 14%

Against all odds, little Survivor somehow makes it through the night despite all the mess surrounding his hidey hole. He can hear storms, wolves fighting, owls, and just too much for his little pup heart to handle. He cries as he wishes it could all be over.

Survivor Hangs on with a 3% Survival Chance

Sir Puppington... Oh Sir Puppington. So many were rooting for you. It seems his taste for blood was his downfall. Sir Puppington has passed away. 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Sir Puppington  :( :( :( :( :(

SIR PUPPINGTON