nineteenth dream

[to_an_extreme]

[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

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[rideswithwolves]

[San enters the forest and looks around in startlement. It's home - she knows it is. Breathing in the fresher air and feeling the drizzle on her skin, she sees mother, and what mother does. Without hesitation, she starts running toward her.]

Mother!

[to_an_extreme]

[Hackles rise for a moment, though they drop right away. One massive paw settles on the form of Eboshi, as Moro turns her head toward her daughter.]

[rideswithwolves]

[San looks at the scene, conflicted for a moment. She knows what Ashitaka would say.

But she is not sorry about Eboshi's demise. She nods at her mother and takes a few steps toward her.]

[to_an_extreme]

[Her lips curl in a carnal manner, for that was her heart's desire; knowing that woman would pay for all she had done. There is still chaos behind them, cows mulling in fear, the sounds of human voices, but Moro steps forward toward her daughter.]

[rideswithwolves]

[San sees that chaos, and feels an impulse to go help the scared animals.

Still, she goes forward and touches her nose to her mother's, hands burrowed in the fur of her snout.]

[to_an_extreme]

[An ear flickers forward, watching her daughter. She almost seems to hesitate, Moro notes, as she pressed her muzzle against her daughter's small frame.]

[rideswithwolves]

You did it. You killed her.

[Says San, hands still carressing her mother.]

[to_an_extreme]

I did.

[And yet, somewhere in that sleep riddled mind of hers, Moro paused.]

[rideswithwolves]

[San feels Moro's hesitation and leans a bit back to give her a questioning look.]

[to_an_extreme]

[There is a slight shake of her head, as the wolf goddess moves away from the scene.] Come.

[rideswithwolves]

[She looks back at the humans and cattle, but doesn't protest and follows her mother.]