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[biteoffherhead]

[Just another day, another time for Moro. Though usually quite content to keep her distance from humans (despite her growing fondness and affections towards the captives of Luceti, she was still incredibly hesitant to be trustful), today it seems she's lounging around just outside the village boundaries. She's even stretching and rolling around,

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[biteoffherhead]

[Interesting, very interesting. Enough to distract her hunt for game, as she follows ever silently behind, only the slightest brush of foliage rustling against her movement.]

[biteoffherhead]

[The longer this goes on, the more Moro's predatory instinct kicks in. The sounds get even more silent, and the gaze more intense.]

[wannabolt]

[She was just minding her own business. Flying around, thinking about doing some stunts.

... But then she sees a giant wolf rolling around and stretching.

That's the biggest wolf she's ever seen! ...not that she sees wolves on a regular basis. Not even close.]

[biteoffherhead]

[After a particularly satisfying stretch, she shakes her fur and rolls her shoulders, looking about absentmindedly.

Whatever the case, she seems to be bored, if nothing else.]

[wannabolt]

[Okay, she's curious enough to approach. Slowly. From above, because she doesn't even know what she's dealing with here, no siree.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro hears the flutter of wings, looking up. There's no bared teeth, fluffed fur, or other signs of aggression as she simply looks up, curiously, at the strange animal.]

Hmm.