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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]

.....Are you alright?

[Terrified face is go]

[biteoffherhead]

The bullet still rests deep within my breast, and those humans shortened and dulled my fangs.

I am furious at the least.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[Face is now worried]

I... Please let me help when you need it...

[biteoffherhead]

Obey my words, for they are your law, little spirit. To think that you would behave so much like a human and disobey an order from a god...

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

I do what I must to keep the world from dying.

[Bows tentatively, his voice finally losing it's timidness... sort of] That includes you, noble wolf.

[biteoffherhead]

It is not your place to disobey my words. Be it because I am a god, or because I can swallow you whole, you will listen to my words and my wishes.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[Raises from his bow with a small blink]

...I'm James, call if you need me. [Bows again, and changes into something distinctly more cat-like as he prepares to bound away]

[biteoffherhead]

[Nope, she lets you go, finding another place on the shore to sink herself and rest.]