nineteenth dream
[Evening had come, and darkness has descended. There was a light drizzle, but it is warm, warm enough to bring forth an eerie fog that spread like a plague across the hills. The landscape is dead, barren, for the humans have been harvesting the trees here. The grass is thin and brittle under her paws despite the rain. It looks nothing like what it once did, for all this had been part of her realm until it had been ravaged.
Side to side she looks, though she knows that her children are there, for they were always by her side. The wind brings forth her scent, for she is making her way home, but has been too slow. For Moro, that is all the better, and in a sudden fluid motion that is almost too fast to see, she leaps forward. The cattle are the first to catch the scent of wolves, warning of the humans of the imminent threat, but it is too late for those beasts of burden, for Moro has already jumped into the fray, scattering the creatures as her immense weight brings them down. Her fangs sink into the warm flesh of the creature and gives a wrench. The screams of humans and dying animals echoing around her as the stagnant scent of blood fills the air.
But no, this is not the one that she wants. Red-rimmed eyes turned, the hatred within them staggering, as the one she seeks stands there. Yes, with a growl, Moro swerves, dropping the dead cow and leaping toward Eboshi, save this time the woman does not shoot her. No, this is Moro's dream, and in Moro's dream, her fangs sink into the flesh of her enemy, feeling bones snap like twigs under her giant teeth...]
(ooc: a bit different from the canon scene XD but it's Moro's dream~)
Side to side she looks, though she knows that her children are there, for they were always by her side. The wind brings forth her scent, for she is making her way home, but has been too slow. For Moro, that is all the better, and in a sudden fluid motion that is almost too fast to see, she leaps forward. The cattle are the first to catch the scent of wolves, warning of the humans of the imminent threat, but it is too late for those beasts of burden, for Moro has already jumped into the fray, scattering the creatures as her immense weight brings them down. Her fangs sink into the warm flesh of the creature and gives a wrench. The screams of humans and dying animals echoing around her as the stagnant scent of blood fills the air.
But no, this is not the one that she wants. Red-rimmed eyes turned, the hatred within them staggering, as the one she seeks stands there. Yes, with a growl, Moro swerves, dropping the dead cow and leaping toward Eboshi, save this time the woman does not shoot her. No, this is Moro's dream, and in Moro's dream, her fangs sink into the flesh of her enemy, feeling bones snap like twigs under her giant teeth...]
(ooc: a bit different from the canon scene XD but it's Moro's dream~)