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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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[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

...No offense, but it's kinda hard not t'be a lil' nervous. I mean, I ain't ever seen no wolf for real, only in movies, an' you're like the hugest wolf ever!

[biteoffherhead]

I am Moro, the goddess forest,
for your information dear tourist,
And should you dare to cut the bark
of a single tree I have marked,
then in my fangs your head will crush
and your body will be left in the brush.

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

[He feels a chill sweep through him and a weakness sink in, as if all the blood is draining from his body.] G-geez! I don' want no trouble, awright? I'm jus' tryin' t'get to Granny Louis!

[biteoffherhead]

You are looking for your grandmother?
I do hope I'm not a bother.

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

Well, she ain't really my grandma, but- -

[Stiffening, he breaks off sharply as he catches the blunder the Red Riding Hood in him made against Giles' advice. Right, he shouldn't have told a stranger so much.] Actually, uh, I'm... jus' goin' on a walk. This basket a' stuff is jus'... f'me.