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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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[biteoffherhead]

Away, little human, before I crunch you in my jaws.

[redroseprince.livejournal.com]

[Whoa, it talks. Jennifer bites her lip nervously and backs up more before stuttering out another sentence. She does so love these canine-ish things, Moro. :(]

You...you look like you're in pain...

[biteoffherhead]

I would sooner eat a human than trust it to lay hands on me.

[redroseprince.livejournal.com]

I...I'm sorry...I just...

[Backing up more, leaning against a tree now. Scary wolf is scary. Definitely no Brown.]

[biteoffherhead]

Go, child, before I find the strength to eat you.

[redroseprince.livejournal.com]

...Um...

[She'd like to help, she really would. But damn it Moro, you are scary and Jennifer has no spine. She begins to shrink away, her eyes never leaving the wolf god.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Maybe another loud snarl will encourage you to make like a banana and split.]

[redroseprince.livejournal.com]

[Yeah. It does. Jennifer jumps and turns to run, fearful of angering Moro any further.]