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[biteoffherhead]

[Well. What a flood of newcomers. Or... "newcomers". Something seemed amiss.

Moro's tracks are all around the forest, and most of them are fresh. There's some fresh kills, or at least the freshly eaten remnants of them. There's some territorial markings here and there. All in all, it's a very unfriendly welcome.]


((OOC: HELLO! Yosie is planning on having Gaston from Beauty and the Beast go on a hunt for Moro. If you're interested in participating, then go look at his information! If you just wanna bother Moro, then you are also free to do just that.))

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[biteoffherhead]

[Deeper in the forest they go, then! She stops at one of the lakes, after a while, looking at it.]

...Around this season, a year ago, I first met you.

[death_awaits_you]

[ Ryoji looks out at the lake, too. The choppy water glints in the weak winter sunlight that peaks between clouds, but it doesn't last long. It's a somewhat gloomy day that's been peppered with snow flurries, after all. Of course, Ryoji still thinks it's very pretty.

But his brought out of his thoughts by Moro's voice, and he looks at her. ]

You did?

[biteoffherhead]

...Yes. The Malnosso were toying with us, at the time. We were like twitterpated pups.

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[death_awaits_you]

((ooc: though if you want to just give this 4th wall thread a miss, since everyone'll forget and they'll apparently be sharing a fruit next week anyway, I understand. It got buried in my emails. ))

Twitterpated? [ Have a look of confusion! Ryoji doesn't understand that word. ]

What did they do to us?