The wolves have chosen to eat Ryven
. Ryven was a Villager (although we don't know if he was the priest or the seer; we just know he's Not a Wolf).
It's the first night in Miller's Hollow and all through the town
Not a person was stirring, not a hint of a sound
When out of the darkness and gloom came a howl
It was the Alpha-wolf calling his pack to the prowl
Through all of the night, they paced and they roamed
While every last villager cowered at home
At last, when the long-awaited sun fin'ly rose
The townspeople had but to follow their nose
In the dust and the dirt lie one of their own
In the gore, the seeds of mistrust were sown
The villagers turned their backs on the ghastly sight
And called for a Sheriff to protect them that night.
Let the voting for Sheriff begin.