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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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[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

[ Those words are a little big for him but... he thinks he gets the idea of what she's saying. ]

It doesn't happen all the time, but I've met a lot of other people with +Anima like me.

[biteoffherhead]

If the spirits are willing to bind to you, then I have little to fret. Spirits are fickle and cruel. If you are not to their liking they will make your existence miserable.

[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

[ Somehow, that's enough to relax him fully, sitting on the ground now, with his legs crossed. He wants to keep her company. ]

I didn't know that... my +Anima was always nice to me. I don't think it likes it here, though. It doesn't work right.

[ He touches the marking on his right shoulder thoughtfully. Sometimes, he forgets that it is more than just a part of him. ]

[biteoffherhead]

A human that may well side with spirits rather than humans. That is a very appealing thought.

[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

Mm... There's a lot of people who get along with nature, where I'm from. But there's a lot of people who are scared of people like me, or hate them. I don't hate those people, though.

[biteoffherhead]

Tch! Those humans who hate the realm of spirits so greatly that they would place a bullet in the chest of a god deserve no life.

[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

A god? [ He looks at Moro, leaning as if he's trying to read her. He was wondering how she could talk. ]

So you're a god. Wow...

[biteoffherhead]

Moro. The guardian god of the forest.

[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

[ He looks just fascinated now. He's quiet for a moment before perking up. ]

Thank you!

[biteoffherhead]

So long as you listen closely to your spiritual attachment, and do not attack the realm of the spirits, then I will have no reason to kill you.

[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

[ He nods, obediently. He doubly can't disobey a god, right? Besides, she seems nice. He likes to make nice people happy. ]

Okay, I will.