ORIGIN - The Morning Report

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As Tectus lifted her back up and gave her dismissal, Moros would flutter her wings again, this time an affirmative. Then she'd be taking off properly into the air. Unaware of Tectus's reservations - and she would honestly be indifferent to them, had Moros known - she prepares herself to once again circle the caves.

The summoned whisp would vanish, and the moth would turn, disappearing into the distance. Take care, Overseer.

Exit Moros
@Tectus

She watched as the moth fluttered her affirmative and then stood for a moment longer as she took off an disappeared from view. It wasn't hard to lose track of her - only a few feet away and she was almost too small to see. She huffed a small sound of amusement and then turned, returning to picking through Canis, destroying what remnants of Order she could find in the meantime.

*exit

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