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[biteoffherhead]

[During the drafts and the flooding, Moro simply evacuated. As a result, the den she had taken residence in has since become uninhabitable. Any possessions of San remain in the cave, soggy and growing mold; Moro has no interest in material possessions.

She does, however, have an interest in finding a new den. Which, given her size, is not an easy thing to do. Now that she's back and close to the village, those who wander even a short ways into the forest may find Moro pawing at holes to see if she can dig them wider, or even trying to squeeze into larger pits.

She is not making much success, mind.]

Comments

[biteoffherhead]

Not at all. I have found naught but ill company in humans.

[Those few that she did befriend... well, to be fair, they weren't really normal humans. Ginko was spirit-touched, Luffy is messed up (spirit-touched as well, in Moro's mind), and San is a wolf to her.]

They are offensive, cowardly, and selfish. No animal would be so stupid as to spit in the face of gods, but humans.

[lostinmyway]

[Okay, wow. Grune has her share of friends who dislike and distrust humans, but none of them are nearly this blunt.]

I'm sorry that the humans you've met haven't been very nice to you. But everybody in Luceti is very kind. You don't need to worry about them doing bad things.

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro is the bluntest of them all!!]

I'm aware of that. It is why I do not actively hunt them.

[She has improved, over the years, a little...]

[lostinmyway]

Well.... That's good. [...That's something, at least?]

[biteoffherhead]

You have fondness for them.

[lostinmyway]

Oh, yes, of course. [She's surprised to hear it said as if there were a question of matters being otherwise.] They're my dear friends. I love them all very much.

[biteoffherhead]

And what is your role?

[lostinmyway]

My role?

[biteoffherhead]

As a spirit.

[lostinmyway]

[The confusion in her voice should be evident as she replies:] Do you think I'm a spirit?

[Dhaos had told her a long time ago that she isn't human, but he doesn't know what she is. She doesn't, either, but she never worries about it. She's Grune, and that's all that matters to her.

It would be interesting to be a spirit, though, just like her friends Nala and Faeren. Hmm....]

[biteoffherhead]

You are not human. But you are not a god as I am.

You're a force, and every force has a purpose.

[lostinmyway]

[More than a few people would be at the very least unsettled to hear such a thing. Grune only seems thoughtful.]

I wonder what my purpose is.

[Maybe it's to grow beautiful flowers. Or to take everyone on picnics!]