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Damian stared down at Jack before choosing to try signaling something to him. First he held up a finger for silence, then turned to his Noctowl for help. The bird stopped flapping her wings and glared at Jack, then at the same Misdreavus who had knocked down the chandelier, hoping he got the...
Better. It's battle, laid back, and a mystery at the same time. But that song's still good, could probably listen to it for an hour if given the option.
Shade sprang off the wall to guard Jack, searching for the fainted trainer's pokeballs. He found two and tossed them into the air to summon help.
Sharp paused to use Foresight on her surroundings, rethinking the attack on Spiral and backing toward Damian cautiously. She cawed worriedly, causing...
Sharp the Noctowl was pecking at the door, desperately trying to break it down. Damian shook his head at the futile attempt, reaching up and petting his bird on the head before signaling towards the rest of the inside. Sharp understood his unspoken request and started walking around, picking out...
I'll take a trainer, just because no one else has yet.
Name: Damian
Age: 12
Appearance: Dyed, spiked up white hair, with a red headband. Wears golden-brown gloves, a belt, and carries a messenger bag of the same color. His shirt is a dark gray with faint red lines on the sleeves. The sneakers...
Then the police forces start getting reports of small creatures breaking into homes. Eventually they find the base, which is now filled with the Houndoom and their slaves, and convince some of the pokemon to rise up against this pack.
Well, a pack of Houndoom move into the Rocket's deserted base back in Kanto. They begin enslaving other species to do their odd jobs, such as stealing food.
"Agh!" Pansage yelled when he heard a loud echoed thud followed by the screeches of poison or bug types. He shivered again and wished for the skills of his old friend, a Zangoose, but he knew the hope was useless now. A Spinarak lunged toward him and he desperately swerved away only to be caught...
Pokemon Species: Pansage
Age: 10
How ended up in the cave: Hiding from a Houndoom cult who chased him inside, but lost him and turned back.
Gender: Male
The Pansage whimpered, taking some leaves from the tuft on his head to help calm his nerves. Unsettling echoes from-he didn't know where-did...
"Tell me yours first." Wildsoul cagily insisted; she had no wish to reveal more information about herself than the others did about themselves. At the same time she was somewhat confused by the unusual Eevee's laughter and frowned at Luna thoughtfully.
"Really! I just said-" She stopped walking for a second to sigh in frustration at the Zorua's fright, considering to leave since she couldn't convince any of these pokemon she wouldn't attack them.
"I am not a scary fire turkey." Wildsoul muttered to herself when hearing Marona's cry. She furiously dashed toward Luna and the other two to clear up the confusion, yelling her sentence over and over before slowing to keep up with the trio.
Wildsoul twitched her claws uneasily before reminding herself of Zorua's illusion capabilities. Relieved with the false thought that Marona's fur color and wings were fake, she stepped back to avoid crowding the Zorua's space, unsure how to act when Marona fainted. She glanced back to see green...
Wildsoul yawned, strutting forward almost soundlessly to put her fist against the bark. She could hear others nearby but didn't bother paying any attention to them until something poking out a bush caught her attention. Her arm dropped to her side as she stared, both curious and wary of what...
Wildsoul was rushing along the side of the stream recklessly, watching the water's surface as she sped past. She abruptly stopped to stare at a sturdy looking tree on the other side and wondered how much force it would take to knock it over, jumping across the stream to get a closer look at it...
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