[Moro's been gone for some time. The forest has settled into inactivity and calm from it. Her prints have washed away. Her den is filled. Her musky, wild scent is entirely gone from the forest.
But the return of San re-inspires the forest. The chittering animals gossip, talking about the wolf-daughter's arrival. Bits of fur are about, in extremely trace amounts, and there's a white shape in the trees.
She could charge into the human territory. But the forest is incredibly alien, and her mother had advised caution and awareness.]
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But the return of San re-inspires the forest. The chittering animals gossip, talking about the wolf-daughter's arrival. Bits of fur are about, in extremely trace amounts, and there's a white shape in the trees.
She could charge into the human territory. But the forest is incredibly alien, and her mother had advised caution and awareness.]
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