[ A yawn, stiffled. ] Oh... That was a nice nap. Chuchu, are you --
Huh? Where am I? My clothes! And why do... Why do I have wings?
This is a dream, right? I have wings and... Chuchu isn't here... Oh! What's this? [ Noise; it sounds as if the speaker is fiddling with the journal. ] Woah, it looks really strange. Does this belong to somebody here
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But nonetheless. Staring at you.]
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Wow, you're so pretty...
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...Not something I have heard in the later part of my life.
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[ She totally didn't expect you to speak aloud - a talking pokemonwolf, huh. Yellow might have jump back a little in shock... ]
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But you are. Your fur looks soft, too.
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Most humans can only see my fangs. Of course, for good reason.
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I am a god.
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Oh! I-I'm honoured to meet you. Um, I'm Yellow - Yellow of the Viridian Forest.
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I am Moro, once guardian of the forest of the god of life and death, and now guardian of this meager, weak, sad little forest.
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The forest feels... Did something bad happen here, in this forest?
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Those here care not for it, either. I long to taste their blood on my fangs, as I listen to these little trees crying out, as I smell the burnt and cut sap...
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