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Daymon and Daya hurriedly set themselves up inside the tent, each taking a half seeing as it seemed everyone else was staying outside. In a way, they felt kind of alien, separate from the rest of the group, though the thought plagued Daymon more than it did his sister, as she would rather wrestle Duke's Charizard than sleep outside when there was a perfectly good tent set up right there. The two called out their goodnights to the group, and snuggled up in their own respective sleeping bags. Skarmory fluttered down, and perched on the top of the tent, closing its eyes but keeping its ears open in alert of any possible danger. The night was still, and calm, stars shining above Ula'Ula island in an eternal dance.

Daymon awoke with a start, and looked around. The small lamplight in the tent had fizzled out, leaving an utter darkness. With his lowered vision, he could make out Daya's sleeping form, curled up with a large plushie. Outside, he could hear the crackling of a dying fire. He stepped outside, wreathed in a thick blanket, and sat down next to said fire. He yawned, looking out. The sea was only a mile downhill, and he could see its churning waves. He shifted in place, and looked at all his friends with a small smile. "hm..."

<blockquote data-quote="Cryronn the Mudkip" data-source="post: 885040" data-attributes="member: 234888">Daymon and Daya hurriedly set themselves up inside the tent, each taking a half seeing as it seemed everyone else was staying outside. In a way, they felt kind of alien, separate from the rest of the group, though the thought plagued Daymon more than it did his sister, as she would rather wrestle Duke's Charizard than sleep outside when there was a perfectly good tent set up right there. The two called out their goodnights to the group, and snuggled up in their own respective sleeping bags. Skarmory fluttered down, and perched on the top of the tent, closing its eyes but keeping its ears open in alert of any possible danger. The night was still, and calm, stars shining above Ula'Ula island in an eternal dance.Daymon awoke with a start, and looked around. The small lamplight in the tent had fizzled out, leaving an utter darkness. With his lowered vision, he could make out Daya's sleeping form, curled up with a large plushie. Outside, he could hear the crackling of a dying fire. He stepped outside, wreathed in a thick blanket, and sat down next to said fire. He yawned, looking out. The sea was only a mile downhill, and he could see its churning waves. He shifted in place, and looked at all his friends with a small smile. &quot;hm...&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Cryronn the Mudkip, post: 885040, member: 234888"] Daymon and Daya hurriedly set themselves up inside the tent, each taking a half seeing as it seemed everyone else was staying outside. In a way, they felt kind of alien, separate from the rest of the group, though the thought plagued Daymon more than it did his sister, as she would rather wrestle Duke's Charizard than sleep outside when there was a perfectly good tent set up right there. The two called out their goodnights to the group, and snuggled up in their own respective sleeping bags. Skarmory fluttered down, and perched on the top of the tent, closing its eyes but keeping its ears open in alert of any possible danger. The night was still, and calm, stars shining above Ula'Ula island in an eternal dance. Daymon awoke with a start, and looked around. The small lamplight in the tent had fizzled out, leaving an utter darkness. With his lowered vision, he could make out Daya's sleeping form, curled up with a large plushie. Outside, he could hear the crackling of a dying fire. He stepped outside, wreathed in a thick blanket, and sat down next to said fire. He yawned, looking out. The sea was only a mile downhill, and he could see its churning waves. He shifted in place, and looked at all his friends with a small smile. "hm..." [/QUOTE]

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