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[Just another day, another time for Moro. Though usually quite content to keep her distance from humans (despite her growing fondness and affections towards the captives of Luceti, she was still incredibly hesitant to be trustful), today it seems she's lounging around just outside the village boundaries. She's even stretching and rolling around,

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[Interesting, very interesting. Enough to distract her hunt for game, as she follows ever silently behind, only the slightest brush of foliage rustling against her movement.]

[biteoffherhead]

[The longer this goes on, the more Moro's predatory instinct kicks in. The sounds get even more silent, and the gaze more intense.]

[biteoffherhead]

[...She won't attack him, but she will leap out and land within feet of him, in a short snarl.]

[biteoffherhead]

I am fully aware. I would have killed you with that chance.

[biteoffherhead]

[She simply chuckles, straightening her posture out of a combative pose.]

And what brings you into my forest?

[biteoffherhead]

The chatter and buzz certainly is a strain on the ears.

[biteoffherhead]

You don't know the half of it.

[biteoffherhead]

So what manner of being are you? Your scent isn't normal.