[Voice]

[biteoffherhead]

[A post from Moro's journal is extremely rare - that thing almost always sits in her den, completely ignored. But apparently, her message is pressing enough to paw at the thing until she feels it's turned on.

Which means about five minutes of a giant paw padding the paper before Moro's grumbling voice goes through it.]

If you humans do hear me: do not forget that the trees without leaves in winter are not dead. Do not cut them unless you are sure they are or unless you are in dire need.

[...As usual, assuming the worst in terms of human intelligence.]

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ACTION BECAUSE I'M A REBEL

[tsuntrader]

[But what are your thoughts on redheads and ice weasels that tread near and possibly into your den?]

[biteoffherhead]

[She'll catch that scent, and emerge from her den. It's kind of aesthetically awesome, since the mouth of the den looks a little smaller, so such a big beast as Moro coming out makes her look even bigger.]

[tsuntrader]

[So what's in here, anyw-

Oh. This is Moro's den.

Hi Moro.]

ACTION TAG REBELS UNITE

[amurui.livejournal.com]

[You see, today started out with Senri taking a little stroll in the woods because he found some animal tracks that were distracting enough to follow.

...but unfortunately things took a bad turn for him because now he can't remember where he is relative to the village. He'll probably just follow his own tacks back, but considering he took the scenic route through the forest that will still take awhile.]

[biteoffherhead]

[You might notice some very, very large wolf tracks. Only a short while before Moro might enter your view.]

[amurui.livejournal.com]

[Yes, those are very interesting to him, which is why is going to stop completely just to poke at the prints. He knows that a wolf is and what their tracks look like, but these are just so amazingly huge to him.

Though, he does pick up on her presence before she's in plain sight. She was pretty hard to miss between being fairly observant of his surroundings and having a sensitive bear +anima.

Which, speaking of, Moro may notice that his scent is similarly strange like Cooro's, if you just replace crow with bear.]

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[menial]

['...My first thought was that this was about the kindling I needed for that bath during the horoscope week.

My second thought was of the very angry guy running into over nine thousand trees that I saw. Yeah, of the two of us, I'm guessing any gentle PSAs like this one are directed towards him.']

Uh, right. Is there a specific reason for this reminder?

['Not to mention the phrase "you humans" has been filed away for future reference. One day, I'd like to refer to people as "you humans." Just to throw them off the scent.']

[biteoffherhead]

I might as well warn you in advance. Apparently not all humans know that I will devour those who defile my forest.

[menial]

...That does sound like a discouragement to cut down trees. Might've been good to mention that, too.

[Voice]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Ah, Moro, just the one she wanted to speak with. Miyabi's glad to hear the voice of the god, and she smiles before picking up her journal to ask a very important question. It's an idea she had for a while now, but one she never pursued, if only because it;d be a hard task for her alone to do, but anyone cutting down trees in Moro's forest would be...punished.]

Mother Moro. [She bows her head.] I'd like to ask a favor.

f...would it be all right if I, and maybe a few of my friends cut some trees in the forest? I'd like to make a torii and place it before Amaterasu's tree, if that'd be all right. [A gift to the great goddess, now gone.] To use your trees would be an honor I'd be grateful to have, if you'll allow it.

[biteoffherhead]

Yes, for Amaterasu, it would be an honor.

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Mother. [Ah, that's such a relief. Now she won't feel bad asking for people to help.] You have my word that nothing will go to waste, nor will we take anything more than needed.

And in the spring, I'll plant more for you. [Her mood changes, to one of excitement and happiness.] I can make real trees now! Not just saplings, but trees! S-Small ones, but...

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[ ...This actually makes perfect sense to Aerith without seeming condescending because she knows. She knows. People who don't think about flowers don't remember some pretty basic things.

...She also remembers you chasing her 8( but she figures she can ask for the sake of plant life. ]

No one's doing that now, are they? The trees are okay?

[biteoffherhead]

They are yet unharmed. But humans have been known for their stupidity.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

It's not stupidity, they just don't know better. That's different.

voice

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

Funny story. Someone went and cut down some trees a while back. He mentioned it over the journals.

[Heh.]

So I told him about you.

[biteoffherhead]

Tell me his name.

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

I didn't catch it.

[Give him a second, he's flipping back to see if he can find it.]

But what I do know is that he cut firewood for the whole village.

[Action] He'd be out there somewhere, anyway...

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

[A small little human all bundled up tramping through the woods. No supplies, either. And despite looking human, he smells as strongly of wolf as he does of man, at the moment. The full moon always does that to him.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Wolf scent, eh? That's interesting. It's similar to Cooro's strange mix, so Moro's nearby, trying to discern if that wolf scent is yours or of a wolf you have come in contact with.]

[dun-measure-up.livejournal.com]

[His human nose isn't really as good as it could be, especially with the cold giving it trouble. Basically, he doesn't notice a wolf god trailing him quite as early as he might have on a fine, Summer's night. Eventually, he stops, close to the remains of a rather large tree that offers a bit of a shelter.]

This'll do. Don't want to walk back soaking.

[After testing a few spots to make sure the wood can handle a small, weighty bundle of winter's clothing, he starts to strip. Sorry, Moro.]

[Voice]

[semper_cogitans]

[... It's... honestly nice to hear someone else caring about the trees in Luceti, even if Robert doesn't expect to see this particular face. However, his memories from the alternate life cling enough to give him a name - Moro.]

A-Are you an... environmental c-consultant, of sorts...?

[... "Forest god" is not a word that would normally exist in Robert's vocabulary.]

... A-At any rate, I should... certainly hope nobody cuts these t-trees unnecessarily. E-Even if they are... Malnosso additions, cutting trees is... a-an abominable waste.

[biteoffherhead]

I am the god of this forest.

[Short, straight to the point, and above all else, extremely impatient-sounding.]

[Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

If you don't want people cutting down the trees, maybe we could help gather up the dead ones to use for firewood instead so that they don't have to cut any down.

[biteoffherhead]

I have suggested and ordered such. Apparently my word is not being spread amongst you humans.