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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.]

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hell, moro need some chocolate. but it might go to her hips!

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

[Toph pops her head out of the ground and props two arms up like she's leaning on a table. The rest of her body is still underground, which she seems totally comfortable with.]

Well, the rest of my 'pack' didn't come here with me. And they don't have any badgermoles here. At least, I don't feel any. They tunnel close enough near the surface for me to feel them. Well. There is a tunnel, but it doesn't feel like one of theirs.

But chocolate + dogs = no. XD

[biteoffherhead]

[Meh. Moro's grabbing you by the scruff of your shirt with her teeth to pull you out.]

how moro *really* died...

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

[She gets some resistance at first when Toph instinctively bends herself in tighter, but she loosens up when she realizes that Moro is not trying to make herself a tasty Toph snack. Yet. Still, have a nice cry of surprise as she pops out of the warm, comforting dirt.]

Pff. And here we have how Toph became her replacement pup.

[biteoffherhead]

[Yup, heading back to the forest now. Apparently you're staying with her tonight?]

d'aww. she's like a marshmallow encased in cement and lots of barbed wire.

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

[Annnd Toph succumbs to her fate gracefully, because this wolf is touchy and if she's decided to take Toph home, she's not going to bring wolfie rage down on her head by talking some more, and also because she is so used to this. There's just something about Toph that makes giant, spiritual animals want to pick her up and take her home.]

Slap on some iron bars and kevlar and we have a perfect analogy.

[biteoffherhead]

[It's a loooong walk to the village from her cave, but at the very least, some good massive leaps scaling up the mountain seem to shorten the distance.

Eventually you get sat down in the depths of the cave.]

I will guide you to the village again in the morning so you can find your way to and fro yourself. Since I'm certain you are blind.

the most well guarded marshmallow in all the land!

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

[It's kind of a relief to have her feet touch stone again. And not any stone. Almost warm stone. Caves are happy, glorious things. They're really close to tunnels, only much bigger and stronger due to the whole 'built in solid stone' deal. Ahh, caves. She gets a feel for the cave in general as she sits there, hand on the rock.]

Thanks. And yes- definitely blind. In my eyes, anyway.

With a nice coating of blood and tears of poor pitiful human sinners.

[biteoffherhead]

Hmmhmm. You have five other senses. The boar god Okkoto has been blind for years and slaughtered just as many humans as before. His sense of smell and hearing are all the same.

[Moro pads over to the section of the cave where a layer of soil covers the rock, laying down contently there.]

A single sense lost is only a weakness for the pitiful and stupid.

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

Being blind has never kept me from being what I am. [She shrugs, a little unhappily.] Some people don't understand that. I'm the greatest earthbender in the world, but to my parents I'm still just their helpless little daughter. The badgermoles are blind, too, and they're the best earthbenders. They're the ones who taught humans to use earthbending, a long long time ago. Taught me, too, when I was really little.

[biteoffherhead]

Sight is a convenience, but not a necessity. Why humans rely on it, I'll never understand - vision can be fooled or taken away easily. My sense of smell is only obscured in the thickest of burning smokes intended to serve that purpose, and my ears have never failed me.

I don't truly need to see my prey to wrap my jaws around it.

[Regardless, she pauses to reflect on Toph's story.]

So your human parents are failures, as well, in comparison to the spirits of your world. How petty.

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

[Toph smiles, that's exactly how she feels about sight.] Exactly! And it only works when it's light out, or if there isn't anything in the way.

They just tried to protect me too much, but they didn't understand that I don't need their protection. That I can take care of myself. I'm not really mad at them anymore, but I wish my dad and mom could understand me better.

[biteoffherhead]

I would not count on humans to realize their wrongs.

Even the birth parents of my human daughter called slander when I took their child under my wing instead of killing her.

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

[Honestly, the fact that she has a human daughter is kind of shocking, seeing how negative Moro is on humans. She doesn't think she'd have killed her, though, since Moro's 'I have no need to kill a child' line was sincere enough.] ...Did they want you to kill her? [Bad parents are one thing, parents who would want their kid dead is something else.]

[biteoffherhead]

I caught her human parents defiling my forest. And when I charged to slaughter them for their wrongdoing, they threw their baby at my feet so they could flee from me.

My poor San... my poor, ugly, beautiful daughter.

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

[Toph draws her kneees to her chest and wraps her arms around them and frowns angrily at the thought of people throwing a baby away like that.] Those people were awful. People like that don't deserve to have kids.

Is your daughter here, too?

[biteoffherhead]

No. None of my pups are here.

[She sounds content at that, but there maaaaaaaaay be a hiiiiiiint of loneliness in that tone. A very very very small bit that's pretty well hidden.]

[earthrumblegod.livejournal.com]

Well, that's good, right? It means they're safe.

[biteoffherhead]

Better in our forest, slaughtering the humans that trespass, than here and helpless.