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Moro ([personal profile] biteoffherhead) wrote2014-11-29 02:34 am

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[Though she wasn't immediately near the village after the return to the future, it isn't long before she's back and doing her rounds outside of it. Her scent, fur and tracks once again start circling the village, and those that wander through the woods will find that they have an escort.

Those that remember living in "this" Luceti will remember Moro as a brutal forest god, who has on several occasions actually bit people for what they had done to the forest, taking limbs and even a couple lives. It was a rough year or so before Moro was stopped by those living in the village, and she permitted others to enter the foliage. She was probably one of the most dangerous incidents that the villagers had to face, with the war's absence. But as time passed, she grew more begrudgingly accepting of their presence and the fact that they were not like the humans she knew.

Of course, she is still dangerous and she still menaces those that cut down more of the trees and plants than they need. But these days she is the sort to quietly give lessons and speak her wisdom to others, and she ponders her existence in this place. She's not pleasant company, but she is very interesting company, to say the least.]
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[personal profile] ofwesternwinds 2014-12-01 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[What about someone who's currently up in a tree? Or, well, on a tree branch, anyway. Because, yeah, someone here decided to climb up one for the hell of it. When's the last time he got to do something like this, right? Not since he was a kid.

For the most part, Rudy's just chilling up there. Taking in the surroundings. Someone hadn't quite got the memo on the wolf god's return, seems like. However brief their encounters were, he still remembered her well enough. And his scent, should Moro happen to remember, still smells of gunpowder and something far less pleasant.]
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[personal profile] ofwesternwinds 2014-12-01 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[The snarling voice nearly causes a startled jump in the older boy, before quickly recovering and glancing down. ... With his eyes stopping on a face he'd never thought he'd have to see again.]

Huh...? [It was on him - she'd guessed accurately there. Even with the world peaceful as it is, he still felt uncomfortable not having a means of defending himself in case of an encounter. ... Frankly, he smelled like that in general, given his nature. Still. Frankly? That isn't even his concern. Why is she here?] ... You...

[His eyes are locked directly on her, practically frozen in pinpricks. He's completely still. Completely at a loss.]