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[biteoffherhead]

[From the moment that the newcomers entered the village, coming from the South when she was towards the North, Moro showed many more signs of severe territoriality. The trees have layers of bark clawed into, pawprints are stomped into the ground, fur is shed, and various gory or gruesome little marks all around the village.

Moro herself is persistently circling the whole village, firmly policing who is going in and out. It takes her a long time to go around, as she walks carefully to try and not miss anything, but where she does catch someone, she leaves them be only if she recognize them as Lucetian. Any newbies may have a little issue, but if you can convince Moro that you're really from Luceti, it'll be easy to leave.


But Lucetians will note that Moro is incredibly violent and aggressive towards the visitors. She snaps at them long before speaking to them, chases them until they retreat into the village, and some come so close that they come back with ripped shirts, some torn out feathers, and one hell of an adrenaline rush.

As the power goes out, some undoubtedly attempt to cut the trees for firewood... and those do get more seriously attacked. Or don't come back - perhaps they make it deeper into the woods, but it's also likely that Moro kills and possibly eats them. But never a Lucetian - she leads them to dry, dead wood, so that the trees are spared.

She was behaving so well! Feel free to come and ask her what's got her so murderous, catch her in the act of attacking some hapless newcomer trying to cut wood, or if your character only just came to Luceti recently, get mistaken for a newcomer.]

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[tsuntrader]

[You know, this week was enough. The situation itself was enough. Dealing with his dad was enough. Dealing with trainers from home was enough. Dealing with Team Rocket was enough. Dealing with people here stopping him from dealing with Team Rocket was more than enough.

And now this? You've gotta be kidding. He strolls his way over to Moro, hands in pockets, Feraligatr by his side. Considering that the people Moro was snarling and snapping at began to run away before coming within fifty feet of the forest's border, he's assuming that they're "the lucky ones".

In the meantime, he tentatively approaches her. Not too close to turn around, not too far to get her attention. What's gotten into you, Moro? They didn't do anything to you, did they?]

[biteoffherhead]

[They learned fairly quickly! There is undoubtedly some blood caked on the fur around her mouth, though whether that is human blood or if she's fed recently, it's hard to say.

She does detect Silver's presence, turning her head to growl at him, though it's clearly not with the same malice.]

[tsuntrader]

...Is it our visitors? [That have her so worked up like this. It's the first thing to come to mind, especially since it rings true to him.]

[biteoffherhead]

The intruders. These humans, full of greed and desperation.

[tsuntrader]

[And those idiot rockets along with them.]

That have just had their enclosure ravaged and half of their population kidnapped or slaughtered. [And the younger trainers along with them. And all of those kids Crys is taking care of. And...]

[biteoffherhead]

Exactly. It makes them angry, and it makes them stupid.

[tsuntrader]

And hostility makes it worse.

[biteoffherhead]

The fear reminds them of their mortality.

[tsuntrader]

Fear makes them angry.

[biteoffherhead]

But they can do nothing against me.

[tsuntrader]

You don't know that for sure.

[biteoffherhead]

There are no guns. Their powers are weakened, yet I remain unaltered! They are as the humans of my world, before they made guns.

[Well, there are certainly hand guns and smaller firearms, but nothing along the lines of a handheld cannon like what Eboshi carries.]

[tsuntrader]

[...He cannot possibly come up with a rebuttal to that. Maybe it's the general frustration. Maybe it's the fact that he has a freaking Ekans bite. Regardless, he looks at Moro with some sort of futile half hearted frustration.]

[biteoffherhead]

I have made my intentions clear, as with the consequences.

[tsuntrader]

Those consequences cause problems for everyone in the village.

[biteoffherhead]

And you believe those problems would be dissolved if I let untrustworthy humans into my forest?

[tsuntrader]

They might be relieved on all accounts if you barked before biting.

[biteoffherhead]

If I intended to kill them outright, I would have done so. I let many escape after only taking hands or arms.

[tsuntrader]

Which makes them angry. Which makes them distrust everyone and consider your cause nothing but opposition.

[biteoffherhead]

They will stay in human territory because that is where they belong. Those whose scents are familiar can do as they wish, as they have done - they know how to respect the forest. Surely they see the blood on the ground - only fools march in regardless.

[tsuntrader]

They'll go in anyway to try their best to survive. Do you even know the difference between these strangers and regular newcomers?

[biteoffherhead]

I know the scents of all who were here before.

[Moro. Moro that's creepy.]

[tsuntrader]

For someone who keeps going on and on about how humans think too much, you really don't take that fact into account.

[biteoffherhead]

I suppose I can't understand anything that would risk death when it is made very clear to them.

[tsuntrader]

[He opens his mouth to speak, but- god dammit. Give him a moment, he needs a moment to wince at the stupid bite from that stupid Ekans that stupid Rocket Grunt had-]