[[Action Post]]

[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]

[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.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

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.]

[lilblackfeather.livejournal.com]

[ Oh... well, this is troubling... Cooro is very, very much troubled by this sight. He's been exploring today. He thought, maybe, Husky would be in the water but he spotted Moro and got distracted.

He has little fear of things, especially not animals. He's not sure what to do to help her, though. He walks by her head and crouches down, reaching to gently stroke the fur on her head. ]

[auror-dora.livejournal.com]

[Any witch old enough to walk knows not to approach a wolf, even one who clearly isn't a werewolf, being that this is broad daylight and the moon has only just started waxing again (she's learned more about the moon's cycles in the past three months than she ever did in five years of Astronomy classes). This one looks wounded, too, but that often only makes them more dangerous, Tonks knows.

So she backs away, as slowly as she can, because running in fright won't help. Of course, then she stumbles and falls backward over a branch, sustaining a couple of minor cuts and unable to keep herself from giving a grunt of pain.]

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ Well. That is a big wolf. That is a very very big wolf. It is also a very beautiful wolf, and a very interesting one, so why not do something stupid and try to creep up close to sketch it? ]

[alwaysmoony.livejournal.com]

[Remus slows when he catches sight of her, stopping entirely when he realises what the mass of white really is; his wand slips into his hand as he approaches, slowly and quietly, but not merely for protection - the creature is hurt, and he'd like to help, if possible

true wolves, after all, are beautiful animals, and certainly don;t deserve to be abused]