[Anguirel]

Ah-ha. I suspected as much, Lalaith, from your interest in my Orome hints further back. I'm surprised you had the forbearance to see that the Hunter facade I was putting up was a benevolent plan, not a lupine scheme.

That leaves:

Glirdan
littlemanpoet
tar-ancalime

Well-despite everything-I must admit I don't really think LMP is a wolf after all!

My recurrent accusation was intended to get him on the defensive and protect Lalaith, who was in real danger before her revelation. I also saw we were ahead by a long stroke, knew that no mistakes could lead to my lynching as I am now proven innocent, and thought it would be nice to avenge a few old scores. Ah well. There's an end to that.

tar-ancalime has played a skilful game. But skill-as we've learnt, for example, in Firefoot's case-is no more damning than wit. Or, indeed, ineptitude. It's merely a characteristic like any other, a variable, to be matched to wolves if displayed, but not if not.

In this case, I believe that tar-ancalime when all is said and done is in fact too skilful to be guilty. We've had the good fortune to be attacked by wolves who fell into a Seer's lure; who contained no overarching loud voice to bewilder their foes by day and marshal them at night, no first among equals; an unreliable spurter of contentless one-liners, a substantial but subdued talker, and the last wolf, overly defensive, petrified, amazed that they slipped past the Seer's dying dream, because we didn't go for the obvious answer.

One of my first accusations. I hope it will also be my last.

Q: What's large and hurry with vicious teeth and fangs and howls at the moon?

A: ++GLIRDAN.

And that, my friends, is the Reproof Valiant. The Solution Obvious. The Wolf Were.