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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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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

That doesn't mean everyone is like that.

[biteoffherhead]

[A low, bitter chuckle.]

How like a human. To "stand up" for other humans. I caught humans defiling my forest. I spared those who had not, and turned my fangs to the ones who had. The ones I spared lodged an axe into my hip.

[wings-thatwait.livejournal.com]

Look at me! Does it look like I have an axe to attack you with? And why would I have a reason to? Stop being so stubborn and let me help you!

[biteoffherhead]

Be on your way, lest I decide to fill my stomach.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

You don't look well enough to do much of anything right now, and I'm not leaving until I know you're safe.

[biteoffherhead]

[Her massive size and strength despite her current state, which she shows off by hauling herself up and baring her fangs (which look like they should be much longer and sharper, really).]

I am far more capable than you expect of me. I am tired and therefore lenient, but do not test my thin patience.

[wings-thatwait.livejournal.com]

Would you at least let me bring you some towels or blankets?

[biteoffherhead]

[She just growls, starting to stalk in the opposite direction.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]