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[biteoffherhead]

[[May 26th - 27th]]

[It's the return of teeny puppy Moro! She's a fluffy thing, about the size of a labrador despite being a very young puppy, waddling around the village and looking lost. And yes, there is a little bit of tiny puppy whining...]

[[Daylight Hours May 28th - 29th]]

[There's a strange new entity, wandering around. It appears to be a deer, though it has very bizarre feet, a strange coat, and upon closer inspection, a human face. It's an eerie thing, often trotting absolutely silently along the surface of the water.

Unlike the true Forest Spirit, it is not so quick to get out of the way of humans. That's because behind that face is a very grouchy wolf god, who is a bit less grouchy than usual now that she's a whole different type of god.]

[[Night Hours May 28th - 29th]]

[As the sun sets, Moro takes her new body to the lakeside, and something mysterious happens. Her body bloats, fur fading, and she transforms into the mighty Nightwalker (depicted in the post icon). It stays away from the village, but with such a small enclosure, its massive form is always within sight. It walks around the enclosure silently, and strangely. But unlike the true Nightwalker, Moro does seem to be more aware of her own existence.]

[[May 30th - June 1st]]

[SUDDENLY, WOLF GOD. Rather, Moro is afflicted with Teleportation. Perhaps this all too large wolf god randomly and unwillingly appears in your bathroom. Or crushes your bed, with her gargantuan weight. And surely you don't want a several ton wolf sitting on your couch!]

[[June 2nd - 4th]]

[This Moro has been in Luceti before, as well. A younger Moro, but not a helpless fluffball of a puppy. She's running and leaping around in the forest, a lot more spry than the achey, bulky older Moro. The young god is staying near the village, apparently looking to speak with those in the village, but being respectful of their territory.

Comments

[tsuntrader]

Mostly. [Overgrown puppy.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Son, her babies are overgrown puppies. She's an old dog that should have been put down years ago.]

Do not give me reason to remind you.

[tsuntrader]

[Senile old puppy...] Will do.

[biteoffherhead]

[Less senile and more bite-y.]

The you that I am familiar with was very respectful of the importance of the gods.

Disagreed with me at every turn, but he is a mere mortal.

[So what the fuck does he know, obviously.]

[tsuntrader]

What kinda disagreements are we talking here? [He won't touch the respect part. That's a road that won't lead anywhere pleasant.]

[biteoffherhead]

Are you looking to argue with me?

[tsuntrader]

If you were usually a human but got turned into a giant wolf god and thought you've always been that way, wouldn't you be curious to know how you think as a whole other species?

[biteoffherhead]

I have known the displeasure of thinking like a human.

[She fully remembers that!]

You enjoyed challenging my hatred for humans.

[tsuntrader]

[He can't hate humans. He's kind of one if he tilts his head a little and squints. Besides, they're food. ...And some other things which he's outright refusing to think about.

...Yeah he's not saying any of that.] Hatred's exhausting and consuming. I'm guessing the arguments leaned to the "for humans" side of that, though.

[biteoffherhead]

Hatred is driving. And only the weak-willed are consumed.

Like most, you were in disbelief of my accounts.

[tsuntrader]

Hatred builds and breaks down anyone if given enough time.

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro just chuckles.]

Humans don't know what hatred truly is. They do not have true rage... they are too timid. They are prey animals.

[tsuntrader]

I wouldn't call em timid [although they're definitely prey,] but ones with that kinda hatred either die [be it from their own karma or becoming food] or turn into something inhuman [like the old ice bastard.]

[biteoffherhead]

Demons are born of fools that can't control themselves. Even stubborn gods, who lose themselves to despair, will become demons. Their blood boils and in their desperation, they forget themselves... the blood boils over, and erupts from their flesh, turning them into monsters.

[tsuntrader]

...Nasty. [Great addition there, Silver.]

[biteoffherhead]

You cannot even fathom the image, so horrible is it.

[Yeesh okay Yoda.]

It is only humans that have been able to drive the gods to that point. To build weapons that kill and burn, so that even the mightiest boars go entirely mad.

[tsuntrader]

It's how they survive. They're not the strongest species, so they've gotta rely on their intellect to thrive in a world where they'd otherwise get pushed around.

[biteoffherhead]

If the humans are feeling "pushed" then it is because they break laws they agreed to. They once respected the territory of the gods, and understood the consequence for destroying the forest was death. For centuries, they followed tradition! That forest remained sacred, so that the Forest Spirit was safe and at peace.

[tsuntrader]

In other words, for centuries, things were unchanging. Then things began to change.

[biteoffherhead]

No. Things were always changing. That is the way of life.

But that mountain is his! If he wishes it still, so it shall be. If he wishes it move, so it shall move. Life and death are his to dictate, and that right belongs to other god or beast. It is no human right! The gods will fight to the death to defend that.