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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.]

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at her... notices the giant eye-ball, and gives her a small distracted smile before continuing to scribble away]

[biteoffherhead]

[She lays quietly for a moment, before hauling herself up on shaky legs, steadying herself before stalking away.]

[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.]

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

.........[Oh god, follow her or not...]

[Stands up and walks next to her quietly, not making any noise on the ground as he pads alongside her]

[biteoffherhead]

You have not earned my favor, little spirit.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

.....Are you alright?

[Terrified face is go]

[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.]

[biteoffherhead]

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

I am furious at the least.

[biteoffherhead]

[Yup, she's looking tiredly at you now.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

[biteoffherhead]

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

[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...

[fallenambitions]

...[well there's no point in hiding anymore, so he comes out into the clearing so that she may visibly see him.] What happened to you...?

[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.

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.]

[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]

[Oh, what a bitter, furious tone. Gee, it almost sounds like she's blaming you when she says;]

The Malnosso captured me, replaced the fangs I broke on them and wore them thin and dull.

[biteoffherhead]

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