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[biteoffherhead]

[Moro is wandering at the edge of the town, face drawn in a permanent scowl at the amount of noise coming from the human residents

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[florescere]

[ Cheza is trailing after the feel of Moro's presence. Once she catches up, she'll be tagging along just behind her. ]

Moro.

[biteoffherhead]

...Little one.

[She pauses, her thoughts calming. Ah things of nature, always good to calm Moro's spirits.]

Did you find the wolf pup seeking you?

[florescere]

[ She twirls a little circle around one of Moro's front legs when she pauses. ] Yes, this one has met with Toboe.

[biteoffherhead]

Are all wolves so small in your time?

[falenandawn]

[Frey will be wandering through the woods, attempting to figure out the quickest route to the mountains for the short trip he has planned. He needed to check the Rune, and soon. The events with Gippal were worrying.

Mind, he'd probably wait until after the experiment to carry out his plans, but planning in advance was always good. It would do him no good to get lost in the dark the night he decided to set out.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro sees him, and follows, stealthily. Though it's juuuust crackly enough in the leaves for Frey to have reason to be suspicious.]

[falenandawn]

[Frey will pause. He knows he heard something. He had been warned there were unsavory types in Luceti. But maybe it was just someone wandering the forest, same as him? ] Please come out, whoever you are.

[biteoffherhead]

[She doesn't emerge from the brush, but she passes close enough that she's very, very visible.]

[breadsnarf]

[Hello, miss giant wolf. It's the 'little spirit' from before!

And he's looking at those thoughts curiously. ...Pretty violent stuff.

Guilmon's thoughts mostly involve bread, Takato, playing, and his other Digimon friends. And yes, they are also simplistic.]

[biteoffherhead]

[It's simply a result of hatred. Which is calmed when she sees Guilmon, and becomes curious yet again about him.

What a strange creature, really!]

[breadsnarf]

... Haa. You're really big.

[He's having to crane his neck, really. Way to make the derp feel tiny.]

[biteoffherhead]

And you are quite small, pup.

[Moro chuckles.]

[derek_bliss]

[Derek is on his way to 'his' clearing for an evening chat with Faeran. Moro might even see a bit of a picture of how Derek sees the forest spirit before it fades again.

Unfortunately, 'it' is also running a nice little stream of hunger and hate, and no small part of Derek's self is doing it's best to sit on it. It's a struggle, but he seems to be succeding in suppressing it for now. Once that's settled, the images shift to reflecting his awareness of the trees and plant life around him.

He's completely distracted right now.]

[biteoffherhead]

[She approaches him, noticing the signs of this internal conflict and not entirely sure whether to attack him or leave him be.]

[derek_bliss]

[She can see the exact moment when he catches her scent, because a picture of her--big, strong and actually very beautiful, forms in that bubble. It's followed quickly by a flash of respect as he turns in her direction, inclining his head to her. 'It' stills, and the corresponding thought stream fades away; Moro does not count as food, and 'it' has no desire to be injured, not when its intended vessel is still so weak and easily destroyed. So 'it' will leave Derek in peace. For now.]

Moro.

[biteoffherhead]

...

[She remains silent. Thoughts of Ashitaka and the demon mark come to mind, and of his struggle to not be consumed, followed by thoughts of the boar gods failing to resist that exact fate.

...Now she's definitely unsure what to think of you.]

[mountain_sage]

[After seeing the residents and all of their thoughts, Saleh decides to take Sanji's advice and hide out until the experiment was over. The thoughts of others are not his business, and he would rather keep his own thoughts to himself.]

[So he's walking through the forest, a brown sack slung over his shoulder, and a healing staff in his right hand, his thoughts mainly expressing his interest in contacting Nala. Another thought bubble shows an image of a New Feather station, indicating that as his destination.]

[biteoffherhead]

[She follows at a distance, careful to absorb his scent before revealing any sign of her presence.

Tsk tsk, so many humans in her woods today :|]

[mountain_sage]

[He'll stop thinking for the moment, looking up to take in the sights and sounds once again. He maintains his stride, unaware of the wolf god following him.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Good. She'll continue to follow, until he reaches the town, where she'll turn around and much less stealthily begin returning to her territory.

At least, if he still intends to go to the station.]