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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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sorry late, term project deadline

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

[he raises an eyebrow]

I hadn't thought you preyed on humans.

[Knowing the nature of Luceti, there would have been a louder uproar about her than there has been.

Of course, the chocobo doesn't know this, and lets out a high-pitched 'wark!' She would like to avoid being eaten, tyvm.]

Pff I just finished my last final, too

[biteoffherhead]

If it becomes a necessity. I don't tolerate disrespect to nature.

[She turns to look at them, taking in their scent.]

I'm seeking service animals instead.

nice! still got three

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

[he frowns, glancing down at his marvelous little wooden creation, then back up at her]

What do you consider disrespect?

[The chocobo blinks, flicking her crest. Was that a joke? That was a joke, right? Right? Wary whistle.]

[biteoffherhead]

Burning down the forest, ripping apart the earth, and slaughtering the gods.

[Yeaaaaah there's some real good hate going on right there.]

Such things would never come to thought for humans, but then they decided to turn those damned guns against us.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

Ahhhh. Well in that case, my lady, I know what you mean. If any consolation, it will end someday. Things can't simply remain as you say; with all that systematic destruction.

The question is whether what is left will still be salvageable.

[biteoffherhead]

When they cut the head of the Forest Spirit, everything will die. Life and death are his alone, and humans will learn the hard way.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

The forest spirit? A god of your world?

[biteoffherhead]

The highest. Lower guardian gods like myself exist to serve and protect him.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

And the humans, they didn't know the consequences?

[biteoffherhead]

They don't believe it possible.

They believe that they will gain immortality by cutting his head. My only regret is that I did not kill them all beforehand.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

Regret? Should I take it that they managed to succeed?

[oh this is intriguing, what does happen to a world that is truly dead?]

[biteoffherhead]

No. The bullet resting in the bottom of my rib cage stole my strength until the Forest Spirit rewarded my loyalty with the reprieve of death.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

[not quite what he'd asked, but all knowledge is worth having]

And now that you're here, is it also still within you?

[biteoffherhead]

Mmm. And you would think the Malnosso would be so kind as to remove it when they had me cut open to explore after capturing me.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

Mmm... somehow that would seem too positively nice of them. I wouldn't hold my breath waiting for their... help.

[Still. Bullets are not meant to stay in a body.]

I understand there's a clinic in the town. I don't suppose they've offered their assistance.

[biteoffherhead]

And let another human open me up?

Nonsense. I'd rather eat them.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

Touché.

But what happens now if you let it lie?

[biteoffherhead]

It is painful, but I will not die from it.