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[biteoffherhead]

[Seems Moro's back from her mallynapping.  If you're roaming near the shore of the lake, you might notice a giant white object half-beached on the shore.

It's Moro.  And for those of you who have run into her before, you'll see that the once gaping wound in her chest has been closed up.  The fur around it has been shaved off, and from the scar it looks like it was cut open longer before being stitched back up, given the pattern of the scars.  And with her fur shaved in that area, as well as a patch on her foreleg shaved off, you can see her old, greyed skin underneath.

She seems alive, but she is most definitely asleep.  Prod her?]

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[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[Had seen the great lump from a ways off, and after getting close enough finally realized it was a Moro!Lump, and will be checking on her wounds from a distance... before plopping down on a nearby tree-stump and pulling out some paper to draw her]

[biteoffherhead]

[She'll just sit here and sleep quietly a while longer.]

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[Leaving a space at the top of his page for her name... if he ever found out, and then starting to write out all his knowledge about the wolf alongside his sketches]

[Hums quietly to himself as he works]

[biteoffherhead]

[She hears that, quietly looking at him but otherwise not moving.]

[fallenambitions]

[...that, is a big wolf. Alexei does not want to be mauled by that thing, so he's going to make his observation from a distance for now, hiding under the cover of the forestry around the lake. By the looks of her stitches, scarring and tired body, she was treated cruelly. Another one that has been kidnapped, he wondered.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Yep, still sleeping. She hasn't caught your scent just yet.]

[fallenambitions]

[he makes one slight move, contemplating about coming closer. Something snaps, and frightens some of the birds that were resting in the tree. Uh-oh, hope she didn't hear that uh.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

[biteoffherhead]

[Well, that close your scent heavily fills her nose, so she's shifting and snarling very, VERY audibly.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

You look pretty banged up. Do you want help?

I'm going to hell for this one.

[redroseprince.livejournal.com]

[Oh my, that's a huge wolf. Jennifer sees Moro there and lets out a soft, shocked gasp but doesn't get any closer. Instead she just stands a small distance away, looking distressed.]

[biteoffherhead]

[You're not close enough, but she does smell you.]

[redroseprince.livejournal.com]

[Well then let's follow video game logic! If it's something weird we must approach it. Jennifer does this a lot, kind soul she is. She takes a couple of timid steps forward, hoping it's not going to jump up and attack her.]

[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

[ Oh... well, this is troubling... Cooro is very, very much troubled by this sight. He's been exploring today. He thought, maybe, Husky would be in the water but he spotted Moro and got distracted.

He has little fear of things, especially not animals. He's not sure what to do to help her, though. He walks by her head and crouches down, reaching to gently stroke the fur on her head. ]

[biteoffherhead]

[Instinctively, she opens her jaws to snap at him.]

[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

[ YIKES! His instincts kick in just the same, arms sprouting feathers, little wings growing larger. ] MEEEP!

[ Flap! Flap! Flap!... Flop! Oh, those base wings just aren't strong enough. He only goes up a few feet before flailing in the air and falling on his face. ]

[auror-dora.livejournal.com]

[Any witch old enough to walk knows not to approach a wolf, even one who clearly isn't a werewolf, being that this is broad daylight and the moon has only just started waxing again (she's learned more about the moon's cycles in the past three months than she ever did in five years of Astronomy classes). This one looks wounded, too, but that often only makes them more dangerous, Tonks knows.

So she backs away, as slowly as she can, because running in fright won't help. Of course, then she stumbles and falls backward over a branch, sustaining a couple of minor cuts and unable to keep herself from giving a grunt of pain.]

[biteoffherhead]

[She wakes with a start, opening her jaws for a moment before simply closing them and staring.]

[auror-dora.livejournal.com]

Oh, bugger.

[She smiles nervously as she picks herself up - it's difficult to manage keeping her eyes on the animal without stumbling and falling again, damn her coordination problems, but she manages it, and pulls out her wand, just in case. It looks like a normal wolf, in which case a simple Shield charm ought to be enough to keep it away if it tries to attack...]

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ Well. That is a big wolf. That is a very very big wolf. It is also a very beautiful wolf, and a very interesting one, so why not do something stupid and try to creep up close to sketch it? ]

[biteoffherhead]

[That loud, dissatisfied snort should indicate that she's well aware of you.]

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ It's enough to make Hanekoma freeze, but just for a second. So now, in his best low, soothing, please-don't-eat-the-cheerful-artist voice; ]

Hey there, boy. Don't you worry. I'll just be a moment.

[alwaysmoony.livejournal.com]

[Remus slows when he catches sight of her, stopping entirely when he realises what the mass of white really is; his wand slips into his hand as he approaches, slowly and quietly, but not merely for protection - the creature is hurt, and he'd like to help, if possible

true wolves, after all, are beautiful animals, and certainly don;t deserve to be abused]

[biteoffherhead]

[She catches your scent long before you get close, and lifts her head to face the intruder.]

[alwaysmoony.livejournal.com]

[he stops, speaking softly and sincerely] Hello. I'd like to help. [he doesn't know if the wolf can understand, but the tone ought to mean something]