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Post by katemanners on Nov 28, 2012 19:18:15 GMT -6
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He found a small cluster of rocks, shielding him mostly from visibility. He pushed some of the smaller stones away so he could sit on flat ground. It wasn’t soft, like the downy bed of dried grass and forgotten feathers he had back with his mother. And it was cold. He started to sniffle, feeling very alone. Tristan laid down and tried to sleep, the silence of the cave punctuated by the echoes of his own noises- some time his noes sniffed and sometimes his stomach growled. Tristan wrapped his little tail around him as much as it would go and eventually, he managed to drift into a light sleep.
A notice echoed through the cave and startled Tristan from his sleep. Hesitantly, he peered over the rocks to see what it was.
“Hello?” He called out hesitantly.
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Post by •Feline• on Nov 28, 2012 19:41:06 GMT -6
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Finally, after that tepig had left she had been able to sleep and rest herself. Unfortunately she had slept for too long inside of the dark cave and now it was the middle of the next day. She had wanted to be gone before that, she liked to travel for at least a full day and then let the moon comfort her as she rested in some nice place. That wouldn't be happening today, she'd just have to spend another night in the cave and leave first thing in the morning. The idea didn't sit right with the umbreon as she was feeling antsy but there was nothing to be done. Perhaps she could go out hunting and return to have a nice meal... Yes, that sounded good. So, the moonlight pokemon exited the cave and began stalking for some sort of prey.
It didn't take long before she found a spearow trying to take flight. She used psychic to pull it from the air and then she leaped upon it, killing it swiftly with a bite to the throat. She preferred less feathery pokemon but beggars couldn't be choosers so she picked up the pokemon and headed back to the cave. Upon arrival the moonlight pokemon noticed that something was different. She dropped the spearow at the entrance and had a good sniff, someone else was here. The smell didn't set off any alarm bells in the umbreon so she picked up her prey again and trotted further into cave. She allowed her rings to glow brighter so that she could see more easily though this wasn't necessary as a young cubone poked its head up from behind some rocks.
"Hello?"
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[/i] The she-umbreon wasn't normally one to take pity on the youth but this little guy seemed to pull her heartstrings. Perhaps it was the lonely look and feel that seemed to cling to him. The umbreon gave a smile from around the spearow before she sat it on the ground. "Hey there, little bit, aren't you far away from home?" She could only guess that the cubone didn't belong here although in reality he could, she didn't know. She hoped her voice sounded nice enough, she wasn't trying to scare him away.
"My words.
My thoughts.
Tags: Tristan, open
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Muse: 6/10
Words: 383
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Post by katemanners on Nov 29, 2012 10:54:40 GMT -6
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“My home fell in.” Tristan told her quietly, losing his grip and disappearing behind the rocks. He stepped warily out, still half hidden between the rocks.
“Please don’t eat me.” He couldn’t run deeper into the cave, he couldn’t see in the dark and he bed the Umbreon could. And what if there were even nastier things deeper in. And she blocked his exit, so Tristan was trapped.
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Post by •Feline• on Nov 29, 2012 17:56:02 GMT -6
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The umbreon watched the cubone as he tried to get a good grip on the rocks. It was worked for a minute but the little pokemon just ended up sliding back down. Did the little pokemon just say that his home had fallen in? How terrible! But what about his parents? Did that mean they had been lost in the fall-in too? Most likely because she couldn't imagine any mother letting their young son wander around without any sort of supervision.
The next words out of the little pokemon's mouth almost made Shadowfall laugh out loud though she managed to stifle it into a chuckle. "Don't worry, little-bit, I'm not gonna eat you. I've already caught something." After she spoke she winked and finished with, "Besides, I'm sure you're just skin and bones." It was supposed to be a joke but only time would tell if the cubone would find it funny or not.
But now onto more serious matters. "You say your home fell in? I don't suppose your parents made it out?" She spoke as gently as she could, after all she didn't want to upset the cubone --for they were known for their lonely and emotional natures-- she just wanted information. If she needed to she would escort the little pokemon to his parents but if he didn't have parents anymore... Well, she didn't know.
"My words.
My thoughts.
Tags: Tristan
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Muse: 6/10
Words: 243
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