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[biteoffherhead]

[Moro's been oddly missing for... quite some time now, actually. Two weeks of being incredibly distant from the village, only rarely appearing in the distance to keep an eye out on the village. A week or so ago, she disappeared entirely, after what one would likely assume to be a mallynapping, given the evidence of violence in some areas.

Now, however, a much smaller wolf is haunting the god's usual stalking grounds. Even on Moro's usual perch, it's obvious that though the wolf is significantly smaller, it's still a very abnormally large one. It's not easy to see in the distance, but she does, in fact, have two tails.

Slowly, throughout the day, she's wandering closer and closer to the village. Do you come to meet her, or wait until she's just outside of the town limits?]

((OOC: I've been meaning to do this for a year now! XD Moro's gonna be significantly younger for a week or so. For reference, she's the size of her own pups within the movie. All replies will come from puppy_moro.))

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[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[That is no mere human.

...Well okay. Really she is. But she doesn't believe that she is and she smells like Moro's den.]

[puppy-moro.livejournal.com]

[Anyone who smells that much of wolf can't be anyone normal. Perhaps they were traveling with another wolf? Or recently went into battle alongside one? Still, that would not explain the scent.

As the winds shift and turn the scent away from Moro, she stands, contemplates, before lifting her head and howling.]

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[For as powerful as her own voice can be, San isn't able to reply in any kind of wolfish way, other than to also stand.]

[puppy-moro.livejournal.com]

[Moro waits, and contemplates, before idly walking closer.]

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[When Moro gets close enough to speak, San will lower her head, but not her eyes. She's reasonably sure of who this is.]

[puppy-moro.livejournal.com]

[When she speaks, it's not quite Moro's voice, as it's significantly younger, but it's hard to not identify it as Moro.]

Who are you, who smells so heavily of wolves?

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

I am San, of the wolf tribe.

[puppy-moro.livejournal.com]

[Wolf tribe, you say! She pants, very briefly.]

You were chosen. It is a rare thing; I have never witnessed such a thing.

I am Moro, of the Wolf Clan.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[...Moro is far too young now to even be close to the time when she would have adopted an unlucky human infant.

San thinks it's better if it stays that way. So she does drop her gaze, briefly, out of respect. ...You ought to respect your mother anyway.]

My brothers and I protect our forest from destruction and human interference.

[puppy-moro.livejournal.com]

What a great honor. I am a war god, as my mother and father before me.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[A war god?]

...Is there war now?

[puppy-moro.livejournal.com]

There are battles between territories. But no great war has erupted.