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[biteoffherhead]

[After getting roughed up by Yuber, albeit not without doing a decent job of returning the favor, Moro can be seen slowly wandering into the town, bleeding from shallow wounds and giving off a stench of burnt flesh and fur.

She doesn't seem to act too injured - in fact, at times it seems like she's strutting.

Oh Moro.]

Comments

[backseat_dragon]

O-oh my...

-Ashton is going to be looking in bewilderment... but the dragons on his back, however, seem to be stricken with reverie, and bow their heads in respect of the great wolf.-

[biteoffherhead]

[She'll glance in his direction, but she's not surprised that the dragons (which she assumes are pups, given their size) are showing respect.]

[backseat_dragon]

-Ashton freezes up. Oh god the giant wolf is staring at him... is she hungry? Is he going to be food? The dragons make no movement one way or the other.-

[biteoffherhead]

...Dragon pups...

[keusrai]

[Keusrai's just leaving the general store, a bag full of blue crystal shards in tow. As soon as that horrible burnt fur smell hits him, he stops. Why do weird smells always seem to interrupt his few moments of peace? He looks around, searching for the source of the scent, ready to do some serious glaring.]

[Then he sees Moro. Oh, shit. ...Wait, she's hurt. Let's try approaching slowly, trying to look as harmless as possible.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro's still bitter for your deception before. The minute she notices you, you're getting a stern growl.]

[keusrai]

[That's fair enough. He'll just stop where he is and bow, trying not to let his nervousness show.] Good afternoon, Moro.

[biteoffherhead]

Tch.

[folkloristic]

[ That's an interesting sight he was just going out to check and see what was in the general store and look! He gets a giant wolf on the way, though he's hardly surprised, he's seen worse. But you're injured Helios pouts reserving his enthusiasm for later. Wounds like that should be tended to first! ]

Oh my, are you all right?

[biteoffherhead]

It's laughable.

[folkloristic]

Laughter is one of the best medicines as the saying goes! Those wounds should be tended to, though. It'd be dreadful if they got infected.

[biteoffherhead]

I have no intentions of letting a human touch me.

[hisonlytruth]

[...That. Is a very big wolf. Shirley can't really hide the fact that she's a little bit afraid. She's just... backing away slowly.]

[biteoffherhead]

[You'll get a passing glance.]