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[biteoffherhead]

[It's been some time since Moro has returned from battle, but the effects of it seem to still be lingering in her behavior. There's been quite a few more kills around the village lately, leaving deer, badger, and other large animal bones sticking out of the soil.

There's certain areas surrounding the trees that have her thick, bristly fur caught in the bark, and a half mile or so further from that ring is where the scent of musk starts to become much stronger, if not unbearable.

Today, you'll probably find Moro slurping up the meat of a fresh deer.]

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[baka-jyanai.livejournal.com]

-Which is obviously the best time to go out and visit her, right? Well no one ever said Cirno was smart.

No one.-

[mountain-sage.livejournal.com]

[Saleh sure found it odd to see those bones sticking out of the ground. He investigated out of curiosity, eventually coming across the fur stick in the tree bark. At least he recognized it as Moro's markings, but he continued on regardless. The musk did eventually grow stronger, almost unbearable. Saleh finally stopped when he stumbled across Moro, chunking on a deer.]

O-oh! [was all he managed to choke out at the gruesome sight.]

Way to forget about a post, self. Sorry about that!

[biteoffherhead]

[Cirno's scent catches Moro's attention, certainly, and earns pause in Moro's consumption.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro, refined, ancient and godly though she may be, has an impish side to her. Seeing a startled human only encourages her to intimidate, by opening her jaws and unleashing a roaring snarl.]

[mountain-sage.livejournal.com]

[And yeah, he's intimidated, perhaps too much so to even flee. But the last thing he wants to do is disturb the wolf god during her no-doubt delicious meal. So he'll watch her carefully, as he tries to regain movement in his legs.]

[baka-jyanai.livejournal.com]

Hello, Wolf Spirit...