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[biteoffherhead]

[Well, well, Luceti, I hope you enjoyed your break from Moro. The silence of the evening is ripped to shreds by a loud, roaring howl, with volume indicating that it could only come from Moro's giant lungs, regardless of her distance from the village

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[scar_not_taka]

[Scar hears that howl and stills in his nightly wanderings. A call to arms, even he recognizes it for what it was, lion's having a similar cry for when what was brewing.

The old lion sighs and twitches his tail and wings a bit.]

Oh wonderful, another territorial tiff. That just seem to follow me.

[biteoffherhead]

[The distinct smell of territorial markings are getting stronger throughout the forest, too, as she moves to erase Yuber's scent.]

[scar_not_taka]

[He can't help but wrinkle his nose, but understands the reasoning. Not that he likes it. He would rather it be his markings instead of Moro's. However, Scar knows how to pick his fights and fighting her is very, very low on his to do list.

Not with out an entire legion of Hyena's anyway. Somehow he doesn't see that happening anytime soon. So he continues his wandering, keeping an eye out for her as he moves through the forest.]

[biteoffherhead]

[He might encounter her positioned on a hill, letting loose one particularly loud call-to-arms.]

[earthrumblegod]

Moro? What happened?

[biteoffherhead]

...!

[The earth child...]

...I did not intend to call on you.

[VOICE, btw, I am lame]

[earthrumblegod]

Oh, well. Sorry. Couldn't help but hear it, and I figured it was probably you. Is everything okay? You don't call like that often.

[Well then you'll be that rare moment where she actually caught something coming from her journal.]

[biteoffherhead]

I intend to march forth and slaughter the demon Yuber.

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[mountain_sage]

[Saleh happens to be behind Community Building 5 when he hears the howl piercing the silence. He can hear the pride channeling through it, and he knows it has to be Moro. However, rather than interpreting it as a battle cry as the wolf god intended, Saleh interprets it as one of the many beautiful sounds of nature. He looks up into the night sky, relieved that Moro is now back to normal. His journal happens to be open as he speaks her name softly.]

Moro…

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[biteoffherhead]

[Since Moro would have left her den and ignored her book after speaking with Toph, it's simply her again, in the distance. It seems she's applied mud to her fur in intricate patterns, either by herself or with help from San.

Those marks are distinct.

War paint.]

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[mountain_sage]

[Saleh indeed spots her in the distance and leaves his post, moving through the trees casually. The mud patterns do catch his attention, though.]

Moro, it's good to see you well.

[runninghowling]

[He hears it, and he knows what you want to do. He doesn't like it, but to him you're pack. So have a replying howl, though at a much lower volume. He'll be joining you soon.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Interesting, Moro didn't expect the tiny wolf to join up. But she holds no complaints, and instead waits for him alongside a lake, nose dipped in the mud.]

[runninghowling]

[And lops into view a few minutes later. He's not happy with what they're gonna do, but he is happy that Moro's back to normal. So have a less-cheerful-than-normal but still happy Toboe.] When did you turn back Moro?

[biteoffherhead]

A few days ago.

If you wish to join the hunt, then come, so I may mark you with the earth.

Action lalala i am attentive and awake right now

[lilblackfeather]

[ Someone's excited to hear that. He has no idea what it means, just that Moro's back to normal. He'll leave his sapling planting for now to go find her. ]

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[biteoffherhead]

[Moro has herself painted up in muddy warpaint, and is stalking through the forest.]

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[lilblackfeather]

Moro? [ He approaches her carefully. ]

What happened?

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[biteoffherhead]

...At ease, my child.

[She calms a bit, panting at him.]

The drums of war are echoing in my heart.