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[There's something strange afoot, in luceti's forest. Namely that... it's bigger, in a chunk of land. The trees are remarkably taller, thicker, and generally of a different species of flora. It seems huge, towering over the natural Luceti forest, but it is only so large in area. Should you dare to venture into the massive trees, you'll eventually find yourself at a pool with pristine waters and just enough part in the trees that the sun shines down on a little central island in the lake.

If you chose to stay for a while, you'll feel a buzz of something supernatural. You'll see Japanese species of insects, maybe a mouse or two... and if you stay long enough, you may be lucky enough to encounter a tree spirit.

If there were monsters here, they are regularly cleared out. And if those familiar giant pawprints and small footprints alongside them are any indication of who, you can probably expect to encounter one of the wolf tribe within these trees.]

((OOC: That's right! You can chose to run into San, Moro, or even both of them at once. Just say who in your comment header!))

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[The last few days have been slightly uncomfortable ones for Rokuta— the strange and changing scenery he can deal with, but the random encounters, not so much. The only saving grace is that the enemies thus encountered don't actually bleed, but it's still quite uncomfortable.

The forest, however... different, is still peaceful. He wanders for a bit, spends a while staring back at the odd spirits watching from the trees, and finally ends up deciding the island is the perfect place to take a nice, relaxing nap. So that's where he'll be, head pillowed against Rikaku's side, and dozing comfortably in the sunlight.]

[Moro isn't sure what to do, ultimately, when she finds him resting on what resembles the Forest Spirit's island. After a while of thought, she wades into the water to get close, not setting foot on the island at all. She wasn't sure if it was the Forest Spirit's island, still.]

... Rokuta.

[Rikaku reacts first to Moro's presence, watching the wolf alertly but without overt wariness, and not bothering to wake the sleeping kirin. At the sound of her voice, though, Rokuta stirs, opening his eyes just a crack at first before waking up enough to realize she's there. That's when he'll sit up, trying to pretend that he wasn't sleeping or anything even though he still looks a little drowsy.]

Moro? Nn. Good afternoon?

That island belongs to the Forest Spirit.

[A short pause...]

...in my own home, at the very least. You are much greater than I, but your companion would not be permitted to touch the soil.

This island?

[Give him half a second to process that, since he just woke up, but then he'll blink and give Rikaku a look. The shirei flicks his tails once in response, then disappears back into the kirin's shadow.]

I apologize if I upset you— I didn't realize this was your forest. Er, your forest where you come from, I mean.

Yes. The Forest Spirit's mountain.

[She seems really happy about it, though. She missed her forest!]

Huh. It's a nice forest.

[And it is, too. It has a different feel to it, but not an unpleasant one.]

What about those little white spirits in the trees? Are they from your home, too?

They are Kodama. Strong, healthy trees give birth to them.

No shortage of those here. I like that.

[He pushes to his feet again, absently brushing off his clothing as he does. Moro doesn't seem offended by his presence there, but probably best not to push her.]

[If anything, she's a little anxious that he's on the island. The Forest Spirit is nowhere to be found, but... well. Some religious rituals are hard to take exception to.]

Now you understand why the forest here must be protected. Luceti's trees are weak.

They're younger, too. Does that make a difference?

[He glances down at the water and wrinkles his nose slightly: it was a lot easier to get there by riding on Rikaku's back. It's probably best not to call his shirei back just to avoid a dunking, though, so he finally just breathes a faint sigh and slides into the water. Good thing he can swim.]

[The new forest had been a surprise, but a pleasant one - although Link had kept his sword close at hand at first, the lack of monsters has lulled him into a sense of security, the sword sheathed on his back.]

[It feels magical. Like the forests of home.]

[Coming to rest at the edge of the pool, he gazes at the sunlit island, half-expecting Moro to emerge from the trees. He had seen the familiar pawprints, after all - perhaps he could rest here a little.]

[And San will indeed join them. It took her a bit to orient herself to home again. But once she found the pool, well. She swims to Moro's side, floating there in the water and looking at Rokuta.]

Only in the sense that the luceti trees have not been permitted to grow so old.

[Moro is, indeed, nearby. She's got herself leaning over the water, lapping it up in big gulps.]

[Trying to navigate through a giant forest while there are a bunch of simulated dangerous creatures from various worlds running around? What could possibly go wrong? At least he has Sneasel beside him and is aware of the... rather giant and hard to miss pawprints everywhere, as well as the footprints, leaving him appropriately on guard.]

[Once they reach the pool, they'll see Moro. For once, however, she doesn't seem to be remarkably alert, and actually seems very relaxed. She's curled up at the shore, under a small little ray of sunlight.

Of course, once you arrive, Moro will stir awake, though she seems generally unphased and unsurprised.]

[The evasive, occasionally-wolfy newcomer is not being so evasive today - she is blatantly dancing around, staking out her own rings of white flowers and moss, and taking breaks to chill in the trees with the funny lumpy spirits. They're not very good conversationalists, but they're quite cute!]

[Moro looks up at the new visitor, not quite recognizing her at first...]

...The little fairy.

[Deliberately rustling fallen leaves with his feet (it's a bad idea to catch a giant wolf unawares, although he's half convinced she knows he's there anyway), he waits for her to finish drinking before calling out.]

Is this your forest, Moro?

[Silver and Sneasel don't stop moving towards the water upon spotting Moro, but once she starts stirring, they will cautiously slow to a stop, remaining alert and waiting to see if Moro will react any more than she already is.]

So you protect them to give them that chance?

[He gives San a nod in greeting, or as much of one as he can manage while making his way through the water.]

...Yes.

[She glances at him, standing back up to look down on him.]

This forest belonged to the Forest Spirit. I served him as a guardian.

[She'll pull herself into a more alert position, sitting up stiffly.]

So you were not a passing memory.

[Not the wolf he met a few weeks ago. No, this is the wolf he met during his first time here, isn't it?] What do you mean?

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Just Moro since Vil is having net issues!

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