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[biteoffherhead]

[Moro is... tiptoing?

...What the hell?

Err, that is. The giant angry wolf god is tip-toeing through the village, looking... incredibly cartoony doing it. She's trying not to but it's apparently just beyond even her own willpower.

She's sniffing about, indulging in her sudden craving for fresh pies. And piggies. And grandmothers.]

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[goldenglasses]

Alright, this ah... way. [Moving towards the bakery now.]

[biteoffherhead]

{Moro sneaks a bit, as if she were going to be reprimanded for taking a pie.]

[goldenglasses]

[Creepy.] You know, I think you may be a bit too big to fix into the door.]

[biteoffherhead]

Then go, little frog, inside on my behalf.
And get me either pie or a calf.

[goldenglasses]

Ahahhaha... alright, pie it is! [Vash will disappear into the building for a bit, coming back out with a large armful of pies. He figured one wouldn't be enough for someone Moro's size.] There! I wasn't sure what kind you liked best, so I got a bunch of different ones.

[biteoffherhead]

[Licking her chops. Mmmm. She starts lapping up those pies, swallowing them in single gulps.]

[goldenglasses]

I hope I got enough for you. That was all I could carry!

[biteoffherhead]

What a treat, so thick and sweet.
But now I feel I must have meat,
For the sweetness leaves me hungry for more
and I am forever a carnivore.

[goldenglasses]

You sure? I could get more pies!

[biteoffherhead]

Though delicious, they are not filling,
so please little frog if you're willing,
direct me to the butcher's shop
and bring me out a large pork chop.

[goldenglasses]

The village doesn't have a butcher I'm afraid. [Giant, hungry wolf craving meat around town.] B-but the grocery shop might have something.

[biteoffherhead]

[Then lead the way.]

[goldenglasses]

[He shall! Luckily it's not too far and he'll be coming out with pre-wrapped meats that he'll quickly start to rip the plastic off for her and lay it down on the ground.]