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[Voice]

[As always, Moro's use of the journal is extremely minimal. She has only one thing to say to any of you, as she is so kind as to warn you all in advance.]

I have returned. All who grievously harm this forest will die.

[Action]

[With that, Moro can be found in the forest, slowly and stiffly walking about to get herself familiar with the forest of Luceti once more. She sniffs at the bark of trees, scratches at some patches of dirt with her claws, and otherwise silently moves. She has no mark of the demon, as many of her victims from over a year ago have... she has nothing amiss about her other than the bleeding of her chest wound, which is simply dripping along the path she is walking.

She has not yet approached the village. All she has done is use her journal to address them, and she is currently carrying the paper book in her mouth.]

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You were the one that dealt the death blow?

[She's coming back to Vaskoth, since that's actually quite concerning for her.]

I don't know. I don't remember.

[He remembers a lot. He remembers many varied people working together to stop her.] Shikamaru and I restricted your movement, I think. [Yeah. Shikamaru used his shadows and he used Sneasel's ice.] I know we hit you with something strong together.

...I'm sorry.

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You were meant to. It was right.

[Which is what she told you in advance, despite having no premonitions of what Vaskoth held.]

I know. That was hardly you anymore.

I'm sorry you had to go through that.

What a ridiculous thing to say, as always.

Maybe, but I still mean it.

I'm proud that you didn't kill yourself in grief.

[Enough with the empathy and stuff Silver geez]

[He was too busy almost killing himself trying to save his not dad- no seriously Moro cut him some slack sorry he's human wow]

I've got too much to live for.

Of course.

["That's nice, dear".]

A full passing of the seasons, then. I simply thought I had come back as the chill settled here.

It's definitely been more than a year. I even started telling stories about you. [Something that will later sink in as embarrassing, but right now he's too content to see Moro around again.]

[Stories? Huh.]

It is not such a long time.

It's long enough for people to start forgetting about you. Especially here.

[...] I went home for a while, so I'm glad I didn't. [Moro's taught him too much. He might lose that at home, but he definitely doesn't want to lose it here.]

Humans forget so quickly.

[It's said bitterly - what will become of her world when all of the gods are gone? It shall fall into human hands. She can only hope that Ashitaka will triumph.]

[...Don't remind him.

...Or do remind him. So he can remember.

He doesn't respond; he looks over at her wound, then up at her scowl. Some things never change, huh? She'll always have that disgusted look when it comes to humanity for one reason or another...]

[She forgets, the wound heals, and then it only takes something small to jerk and tear it back open.]

This forest seems to have weathered it. Those that paid it proper respects must still remain.

You'll have to figure that out yourself.

[Because he's not sure who else Moro knew besides Aang... And he doesn't want to talk about the statue just yet.]

[She falls silent, again, looking at the forest. Alive, again. It's painful, and death is what she has so rightly earned... but there's a sense of contentment.]

The pups will have to learn my law very quickly.

[So many new people she'll have to threaten to murder!]

I don't think anyone's endangered the forest.

[He wants to say "be careful", but there's no point.]

Then I will have no one to hunt.

[She's gonna go ahead and start looking through the forest some more!]

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