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[biteoffherhead]

[One month after her 'victory' against Ninetails, Moro is in much better shape. She isn't roaming close to the village lately, however - any snowfall is remarkably free of her giant pawprints. But for those that venture into the forest, the prints in the snow or dirt are almost always fresh - she has been roaming nearly nonstop since she

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[ankoku_fox]

[Though the scent of the wolf god was horrendous in the forest today, Ninetails is not deterred. She still heads into it, hunts in it, and will drink from the cool rivers and lakes. Perhaps it was fate, then, that drew her to the opposite side of the lake, padding right up to drink before her eyes zero in and narrow at Moro.

And she just grins. Hello, mongrel.]

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[biteoffherhead]

[The smirk on Moro's face grows, and she calmly stands, facing her foe.]

Have you come for me to crush your skull, this time?

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[ankoku_fox]

[Ninetails cackles, and swishes her tails behind her. She's not looking for a fight, just some good, ol' mud-slinging.]

What a cocky beast...yet you achieved nothing with your weak and dull things you call fangs.

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[biteoffherhead]

[Moro... is not thinking along those lines. The look in her wolfy grin is downright predatory as she casually hops down from her little roost.]

Oh? Steely though your fur was, it certainly was no large feat to hear that satisfying crunch of your bones vibrating through my jaws.

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[ankoku_fox]

[Not unless you can leap the lake itself or swim across, mutt, you're going to have to wait. Ninetails stands her ground, even when Moro moves. She's not afraid of you, puny little deity.]

Hoho...certainly not as satisfying as the taste of your flesh and blood, dog. How I would love to taste it again, but your wretched odor drives me back.

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[biteoffherhead]

[Don't tempt her, because she will swim that lake. She stops at a reasonable distance from it - just in case she needs to make a running jump to swim for her.]

You may lap up strips of my flesh if you so desire... in the meanwhile, I will savor in breaking open your rib cage and swallowing your heart.

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[ankoku_fox]

[And Ninetails will be gone before she makes it across. So sad. Even when Moro moves, Ninetails doesn't but her body is tense and poised to spring if need be. As well as her sword is glowing very faintly.]

Odd, I was thinking of doing the same to that human child who stinks of you. Tell me she's well? I won't feast on a corpse.

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[biteoffherhead]

[Going to ignore that for now in favor of insulting you.]

Tense already? Not intending to flee, are you? Are you truly so frightened of me?

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[ankoku_fox]

[Her lips twitch faintly over her teeth, almost a snarl, but Ninetails lifts her head high and grins instead. Insults can go both ways, fleabag.]

The only things I fear are your fleas, mongrel. And your putrid stench, if anything. I only came for a drink. [And, without fear, Ninetails trots right up to the lakeside, lowers her head, and laps up some water. Frightened? Please.]

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[biteoffherhead]

[Well then! Moro lurches forward, paws pounding the ground as she leaped towards the fox, splashing and disrupting the peaceful scene as she swam eagerly towards her prey.]

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[ankoku_fox]

[Her ears jerk forward and Ninetails snaps her head up with a loud and high-pitched screech. She, too, springs forward into the air, but it won't be a monstrous fox that hits the water - only to jump from the surface as if lighter than air - but woman wearing a fox mask and wielding a more manageable version of the fox's sword.]

Yours isn't the flesh and blood I wish to taste today, beast!

[But she'll at least make an attempt to leave Moro with another little parting gift. Pulling a demon slip from her robes, the masked woman flicks it right at Moro's visible head before skipping the water to the other side and making a hasty retreat. She doesn't even bother to make sure the slip hits and explodes like it should. She just wants to return to her cave.]

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[biteoffherhead]

[The explosive is annoying, but doesn't do much damage other than temporarily knock out her left ear's hearing. She returns to shore, shaking dry and stalking back towards her den, leaving scent markings all around the territory.]