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[biteoffherhead]

[As is her usual routine, Moro is roaming through the village. The strange part, however, is that it's the middle of the day at the moment, and those wolf tracks you might see every morning appear at night.

She's showing no sign of aggression, simply roaming about... but that can't be right. Feel free to approach her and interrogate a reason for stalking the villagers out of her. Just mind her temper.]

Comments

[biteoffherhead]

The animals in my world were shrinking and becoming pathetic. Spirits losing their hold of the spirit world and gods fading away into pathetic fauna.

[neverplaysfair]

Do you know why?

[biteoffherhead]

The humans have turned their weapons against us. They've ripped apart the forests and killed the spirits so that they may pull the earth apart for their precious weaponry.

[neverplaysfair]

Humans are selfish.

[biteoffherhead]

[That nearly roaring growl? That's an agreement.]

[neverplaysfair]

[ Josh isn't exactly fluent in wolf. ]

The problem is that they don't learn through force. They just counter.

[biteoffherhead]

They take what they so desire. And they will protect the humans that do wrong, and would go against the gods to spare those pitiful scum their lives.

[neverplaysfair]

They're stupid creatures. But they're growing stronger than your vengeful gods, aren't they? So vengeance no longer works. You need something else.

[biteoffherhead]

Hmmhmmhmm. When they cut off the head of the god of life and death as they seek so desperately to do, they'll all die.

[neverplaysfair]

You don't want to stop them before that happens?

[biteoffherhead]

My tribe consisted only of myself and my three pups. Even the hundreds of boars could not kill them all, and my body grew too weak to kill that disgusting Eboshi.

[neverplaysfair]

That didn't answer the question.

[biteoffherhead]

I do not fantasize what I cannot fulfill, boy.

[neverplaysfair]

I see. But will you try?

[biteoffherhead]

I hadn't the strength.

And the repercussions at the moment make an attempt a pitiful dream.

[neverplaysfair]

Strength isn't always necessary.

[biteoffherhead]

I was dying. I had hardly the strength to remain awake.

[neverplaysfair]

... So it's already over for you.

[biteoffherhead]

Whether or not that Ashitaka boy was able to stop the death and war... I did not live to see that. My last memories, if you dare call them that, are of my head detaching after my death and swallowing the arm of that damned Eboshi woman.

[neverplaysfair]

Is that why you care about protecting this forest? You can't go back to your own?

[biteoffherhead]

No.

I exist to be nature's fangs. Only death will meet the end of my purpose - I am alive, and so I must continue.

[neverplaysfair]

A rather pitiable existence.

[biteoffherhead]

Silence, boy! How dare you speak to a god like that!

[neverplaysfair]

It's true. You are a creature whose only meaning is revenge, and yet you'd lost the strength to do even that. I suppose at that point, death was the only option you had left.

[biteoffherhead]

[Bitch she's gonna eat you :'(]

My meaning lies within the forests themselves. The Forest Spirit granted me life, and if he saw fit to take it away then my job for him was done.

I have no need for other options. Being the fangs of the god of life and death is my meaning and you will silence yourself to calling it a pitiable one.