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Who: Moro and Ninetails
What: A really, really nasty fight.
When: November 17th, evening.
Where: Moro's den and the surrounding area.
Summary: Moro returns to her normal age and size, and moves to her den for a short rest before Ninetails, hunting for San to exact her revenge, finds the den.
Rating: Probably along the lines of R, for the violence.

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[ankoku_fox]

[He eye still ached; the throbbing pain of having an old wound reopened in such a way was torture for the old fox, and she was thankful to get at least a night's reprieve to rest and recover somewhat. Ninetails was also thankful that it wasn't her good eye that was injured, but the one she no longer had.

But the human would pay for her folly. Ninetails wasn't sure of her death, and if she still lived, she was going to make sure she died properly. She'd string her up by her intestines if she had to to be sure. But first, she had to find the girl.

Slinking into her beloved darkness, the fox made her way from her cave and followed the scent of the Forest god, like a moth to a flame. She assumed Moro was still away, so she had no idea this was a live trap she was walking so foolishly into.]

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[Moro caught the sound and scent of Ninetail's approach. Silently, swiftly, she leapt from her perch and charged with the force and determination of a train towards the fox, her footfall as light as it could be for a creature of such massive weight.]

[ankoku_fox]

[Ninetail's ears swivel to the sound. Light though they may be, she can still sense that something is coming, and with the scent of the Forest God being as strong as it is... The stillness of the night rips with a feral snarl as the fox, enraged, holds her ground and waits for the battle to begin.]

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[It doesn't take too long for Moro's first attack. In a mighty leap, she erupted from the trees, jaws agape and a loud roar released from her lungs.]

[ankoku_fox]

[There she is. Ninetails jumps at Moro as well once she has her in her sights, teeth and claws bared. Of course, Moro having speed and bulk on her side, manages to bowl the poor fox over with that alone. Ninetails won't be down for very long, though. She intends to taste blood today.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Through the flurry of tossing the fox with her mass, Moro attempts to clamp her jaws onto the neck, shoulders, or face - somewhere in that area, she began snapping her jaws with a force that mocked a sledgehammer.]

[ankoku_fox]

[Being on your back in a situation like this is extremely discomforting. Ninetails claws crazily at Moro's face, making doubly sure she avoids every one of those sharp teeth. Eventually, though, Ninetails gets one of her paws stuck in the wolf's mouth and shrieks with pain.

Fortunately, though, with Moro's head no longer moving, Ninetails can use her free paw to dig her claws into the wolf's head. She'll give Moro a scar to match her own.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Though none too pleased at the slashes on her skull, Moro is thoroughly joyed that she had a grasp. With a slight chuckle, she clamped onto that paw, yanking on it in an attempt to rip it off. It had been so long since she fought something this size... she would savor the effort.]

[ankoku_fox]

[Ninetails growls and can feel her poor paw making some soft cracking and popping sounds, and she howls ferociously, beginning to writhe under the wolf. She is not losing anything to a blasted wolf god. Not again. This was supposed to be her revenge!

One of her tails rises up, the tip sharpened to a sinister point, and makes to plunge right into the Moro's own leg, more near the shoulder. Hopefully that should get Moro to at least let go long enough so she could roll away.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro howls as the tail plunged far too close to the existing bullet wound. She released her hold, furiously twisting her body to clamp her jaws in an attempt to bite off that tail, crunching the steel-like fur with the full force of her jaws.]

[ankoku_fox]

[Ninetails managed to roll over once Moro's grip on her front leg was released. She can barely walk on it, that's how badly it was damaged, but she forces herself, despite the blinding pain, the blood spilling from it, and the disgusting crunch it makes to support her weight. She barely gets up, however, before a new pain makes her stumble.

Curse that filthy dog! The yowl of pain rips through the darkness as Ninetails tries to twist herself around. Screw teeth and claws, she has a sword and intends to make full use of it now that she's not on her back anymore. While she shakes her tail to dislodge the wolf, her sword begins to power up, glowing a bright jade before Ninetails stops all her movements, snatches it into her jaws, and slashes at Moro with it.]

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[A sword? Moro drops her hold on the tail, moving out of the way of the blow as much as she could. The tip of the blade ripped through her side, causing only a brief moment's hesitation before acting again - namely by aiming her jaws at the sword, intending to rip it right out of the beast's grip.]

[ankoku_fox]

[Ninetails' ears jerk when Moro jumped at her sword. The fox nimbly jumped away, but landing on her injured leg made her stumble to the point of falling for a second. She's use her remaining eight tails to balance herself as she tries to get up, but it'll be slow-coming.

Her guard, however, is still up, and Ninetails keeps her eyes locked on Moro.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro takes a couple seconds to adjust to her own wounds, not walking with the greatest grace, but certainly with more stability than her foe. That sword, however...

Seizing it up, Moro made another charge, aiming for Ninetails' throat.]

[ankoku_fox]

[Nineails couldn't dodge that. Her mangled leg protested far too much for her to even get up, let alone muster up the strength to dodge. But she's not going to let this mangy god beat her because of a broken leg.

Ninetails holds her grounds before the wolf god, folding her tails behind her. A surrender? Oh, no. Never. Those eight tails (the ninth was rendered limp and useless from the damage done to it) plunged into the earth, tunneling their way through the soil before jutting out, one by one, to both bar Moro's path and to properly impale her on the sharp points.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro snarled, leaping over the tails as high as she could, snarling at the slashes to her belly as she did so. Landing heavily behind the fox, turning around and regaining her balance, shaking a bit from the impact.]