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[biteoffherhead]

[Strangely enough, for once, Moro is not confining herself in the forest, nor is she wandering into the shops. She is simply within the village limits, staying out of most everyone's way, but not leaving. Why is she here?

She seems tense and stressed, being amidst humans. One could assume that she feels out of place... but unlike previous ventures into the village, she's not curling her lip at anyone, no matter how close they get.

Maybe she needs something...?]

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash was enjoying his music player he had found at the item shop, he had the music cranked, and was dancing down the street.]

2/2

[goldenglasses]

[Until he sees Moro. Suddenly he's doing a quick about face and walking stiffly and soundlessly back into the heart of the village. Giant wolf? What giant wolf? He didn't see any giant wolf.]

[biteoffherhead]

So quick to leave.

[goldenglasses]

[Erk! Caught! Turning with a meek laugh and a smile.] Oh, hey there, Moro! Hahahahahaha! Didn't see you there! Just realized I forgot something at home! Hahaha! Well, guess I'll... catch you later! [Let us try to side step away.]

[biteoffherhead]

Still afraid of me? I can't do a thing to you here.

[goldenglasses]

[He stops mid side step.]

Ah... really?

[biteoffherhead]

This is not my domain. Do you really think all of the humans here would let me leave with my life if I decided to kill you?

[goldenglasses]

You know, they may not like it if you kill me for taking a walk in the forest either. [So you'll leave me alone now, right?]

[biteoffherhead]

And when have I ever sunk my fangs into your flesh?

[goldenglasses]

Attempted? Or was successful?

[biteoffherhead]

If I were truly to kill you, it would have been done.

[Eh, she'll lose the chances to harass you, but it's a tired game by now anyway.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is happy to hear it at least!] Does this mean I don't have to run away anymore? It's getting a little hard to keep patching the holes in my coat.

[biteoffherhead]

I didn't say that you should drop your guard.

[goldenglasses]

Awwww, that's no fair.

[biteoffherhead]

I am a predator. I may not be able to help myself.

[goldenglasses]

I don't know! I think you can!

[biteoffherhead]

[A open-mouth smile, showing off all her lovely fangs.]

[goldenglasses]

Ahahahahhahaha! Or - or maybe not.

[biteoffherhead]

I can't let you get complacent.

[goldenglasses]

Sure you can! Complacent isn't all bad, is it?