[Xzana had been on the hunt in the woods. She could feel that winter was preparing itself and she needed to do the same. Eating much more than usual. She was just on her way back to the river, still licking away the last of the deer she had caught off her lips when she stumbles on the path of Moro.
The half dragon girl stops short. In utter shock as the creature before her did not give off the same feel as a demon would have. She had never been in the presence of a god before, but could this be one?
All manners she had been told to show to a god fly out of her mind as she's unable to do anything but to stare at Moro. Not even thinking of the fresh blood that is on her rather stained old "new" feather dress.]
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The half dragon girl stops short. In utter shock as the creature before her did not give off the same feel as a demon would have. She had never been in the presence of a god before, but could this be one?
All manners she had been told to show to a god fly out of her mind as she's unable to do anything but to stare at Moro. Not even thinking of the fresh blood that is on her rather stained old "new" feather dress.]