~Several months prior~
“Mega Punch!”
“Delay Iron Defense, then blast him away!”
A roar echoed across the arena as a fearsome Dragonite descended down from the clear sky from seemingly nowhere, its right fist cocked back and glowing with an intense white light. The meteoric decent of the Dragonite caused the white energy of the Mega Punch to leave a long trail of light behind it.
The Kommo-o on the ground below Dragonite merely glanced up at the descending dragon before calmly positioning itself, bracing and taking a defensive position. It took in a deep breath and closed its eyes calm and calculating. It body began to shimmer like metal.
BANG!
An explosion in air echoed across the area as the Dragonite’s decent speed broke the sound barrier. The Dragonite was nothing more than a streaking line of white light.
BOOM!
The impact of the Dragonite into Kommo-o appeared to happen in slow motion at the moment of impact as all of Dragonite’s force and momentum was suddenly impacted into Kommo-o with its Mega Punch. The ground around the Kommo-o exploded as it cratered in from the impact, the powerful shockwave of wind visibly radiated out from the impact site causing the other spectators to shield themselves. The Kommo-o was glowing a brilliant white, it armor plating shimmering and glowing, a perfectly timed Iron Defense just before the moment of impact. There was obvious damage, but nothing that would bother the Scaly Pokémon.
Following the trainer’s instructions, the Kommo-o broke out of its defensive stance with an extremely powerful roar, a roar that continued and only got more intense, the Dragonite was taken aback by the Kommo-o’s rapid recovery and its sudden outburst. Kommo-o faced the Dragonite while roaring until a huge blast of white energy erupted from its roar, a sound so powerful that it rivaled the impact sound of Dragonite’s Mega Punch seconds ago. The Boomburst sent the Dragonite flying, losing control of its flight, it crashed and shattered through a nearby boulder.
Ceres shuddered watching the two Pokémon battle from the arena stands. For the longest time Ceres had always watched the elders and accomplished members of the Birds of Passage battle, train, and compete against each other, in the private arenas of the Birds of Passage. Her mother or father would take her to watch them when she was younger and now she would watch the battles when she had free time after finishing her chores at home. Ceres looked to her right at the egg incubator with a furrowed brow. Her palms were sweaty from clutching them tightly as she watched the battle before her.
“Will you be like them one day…?” Ceres asked the unhatched Pokémon next to her. She had this egg for several months now, from being completely motionless, to now, just touching the egg she could feel the Pokémon moving inside, its eagerness to escape its small world into something greater, and she was to be its guide, its caretaker, and its family. Ceres still remembered the day the Elder personally delivered the egg to their house, her parents were so proud, though they had no doubts that Ceres would be chosen to take the Rite of Passage, like her mother, and grandfather before her. She placed a hand on the incubator and smiled, “I’m sure you will be the greatest of them all, we will rise above all, because we will never disappoint!” Ceres turned her attention back to the battle in front of her.
The two individuals currently battling were rather well known trainers in the Birds of Passage. The trainer of the Dragonite was a fairly adept young woman named Amelia who recently advanced into the Gold tier the previous season, an aspiring hopeful in the faith. Her opponent, however, was Father Anderson, a man who’s been comfortably competing in Platinum tier. He’s got the ability to compete for Master, but for an unknown reason he does not. Father Anderson is a highly respected member and educator of the faith.
“Shake it off Bubbles! Ice Punch!” the Amelia ordered. She seemed rather haggard, she had poured a rather large amount of energy into the Mega Punch. Opposite of her was Father Anderson stood steadfast with a wide and gentle smile, confident and resolute, if he were tired or fatigued it was well hidden.
“Stand your ground, Koh and defend yourself.” His instructions were simple, but the Kommo-o seemed to know exactly what to do and postured himself just in time to perfectly intercept Bubbles as he flew out of the dust cloud, his fist punching forward at Koh, coated in ice and glowing with brilliant Ice Energy. Koh retaliate by catching the Ice Punch with his own claw, glowing a vibrant green. The Ice was clearly hurting Koh, he grimaced as ice began to from, encasing his claw and creeping up his arm, but Koh’s grimace turned into a smirk as his hold on Bubbles tightened, he shifted his weight suddenly, throwing Bubbles off balance as Koh dragged him to the ground. The claw that caught Bubble’s Ice punch tightened and Koh’s arm flexed, breaking the formed ice as a rush of energy surged into its body from Bubbles.
“Cleaver Drain Punch to withstand hits!” Ceres smiled watching the two dragons now wrestling for control, but Bubble’s efforts were in vain, Koh was clearly in control. “Now with its advantage Koh should be closing the battle out….” As soon as the words left Ceres’s mouth Koh’s body appeared to glow white and emit steam. Before Amelia was even able to give another order Koh released a massive barrage of lightning fast, precision perfect punches, pummeling Bubbles ruthlessly into the ground as Koh executed Close Combat.
The battle was over as Koh roared triumphantly raising a claw in the air as he was declared the winner from the referee, others watching in the arena cheered and clapped. Amelia recalled Bubbles into his ball as she knelt down and held it to her forehead muttering something inaudible before standing back up. Father Anderson did a similar ritual, but instead he and Koh touched foreheads directly, and like Amelia he was muttering something inaudible to others then returned Koh to his ball. A sign, of trust friendship, and a mutual respect for the bond.
The training arena emptied as the other spectators congratulated the two battlers. It wasn’t an official match or anything important, just two people wanting a good battle for a good learning opportunity. Ceres waited as the crowds thinned before she picked up the incubator and headed down to the field where Father Anderson was wrapping up a talk with Amelia.
“Very impressive battle Sister Amelia!” Ceres smiled and bowed slightly as her approach caught the trainer’s attention, Ceres would have waved but carrying the incubator made it difficult and she’d rather not risk dropping it.
Visibly exhausted Amelia smiled and bowed in return. “Thanks, but as you saw… I’ve got a long ways to go.” She shrugged halfheartedly. “Oh hey! You got your egg! Congratulations! How is it?”
“A literal handful,” Ceres laughed sheepishly at her own lame joke, but Amelia chuckled, “It should be very close to hatching. Mum says that the egg usually hatches within a few days of your birthday. It’s amazing how the Elders know….”
“I remember the day Bubbles hatched, it was the most amazing, terrifying, and invigorating thing I ever felt… all at the same time.” Amelia leaned forward putting her hand on her knees to get a closer look at the egg. “It’s an odd looking one yea? I’ve never seen anything like it before.” It was true, Ceres had never seen an egg like the one the Elder gave her nor did her mother or father. The egg was a tri-colored gradient from being white at the bottom to teal, and then black, with some green stripe markings. It looked quite beautiful. “Well, it was good to see you again but I’ve gotta go get Bubbles healed up and get some of his favorite curry so I’ll see you around. And good luck on you egg!” Amelia gave Ceres a nod and left the arena leaving Ceres alone with Father Anderson.
Father Anderson is a towering man, his stature was almost like a wall. He has short spiky gold hair, light blue eyes with round glasses, tanned skin with much defined features and light facial hair kept neatly trimmed. He wears a long white robe that resembled cassock with gold trim and black pants and boots. He stood patiently waited for Ceres, his white gloved hand clasped in front of him, the silver symbol of the Birds of Passage gleaming in the light as it hung from his necklace, a similar trinket that Ceres wore as well albeit smaller. “As Amelia said, congratulations on receiving your egg. If I am not mistaken your birthday is tomorrow?” Father Anderson said, his voice was composed and cool.
Ceres curtsied the best she could in greeting. “Thank you Father.”
“Ceres Aeons, what have you come to see me about today?” Father Anderson smiled at the young girl. “Are you perhaps nervous about the Bond? Having second thoughts? Or are you just seeking advice again?”
“A bit of everything actually!” Ceres said, she had always been hanging around battle/training arenas learning all she could and it didn’t go unnoticed. Through the years she was taught the finer points of Pokémon battling, theories, concepts, rules, strengths and weaknesses, abilities, and methods of Pokémon training. “I’m just nervous I guess….”
“Bit of everything eh? Sounds like last minute jitters….” Anderson took in a deep breath. “You’ve chosen this path and the Elders agree with your choice and have already given you their blessings. You’ve been preparing for this for years now and now on the eve of your destiny you’re having nerves?”
Ceres nodded.
“All right,” Anderson began to walk around the veranda of the arena with Ceres alongside him, “Being nervous is just a matter of how you see or feel things. Personally, I’ve not felt nervous in a long time because near the start of my journey I realized that the feeling of being nervous is exactly the same as being excited, once I managed to get into the proper mindset my nerves were a thing of the past. Your Pokémon know when you’re nervous and their performance can be hindered by that.”
Ceres frowned, but nodded and accepted the wisdom, she understood what he was saying, but putting it into practice is easier said than done. “What was your bonding experience like with Koh?”
Anderson chuckled under his breath. “Jangmo-o and their evolutions are proud Pokémon, always looking to get stronger and never backing down from a challenge. The way Koh and I see it, we’re like battle brothers. The moment our bond was formed we knew that we would push each other to the physical, mental, and spiritual limit, and we would never back down from a challenge and take it head on, trust in each other and we can overcome anything. So far, we’ve been doing great!”
“Better than great I would say.” Ceres sighed looking at her egg. She can’t even begin to imagine the level of power and feats that Father Anderson is capable of. At that moment a massive Salamance descended down from the sky in a circle. Ceres recognized the dragon at an instant and so did Father Anderson. The Salamance was just under double the size of a regular Salamance. It wore a highly intricate and decorative riding harness that wrapped around its neck, forelegs, and tail, made of a finely crafted leather, embroidered and trimmed with gold ivy and feather patterns, signature trademarks of Ceres’s mother’s handy work.
“It would seem our talk is a bit short, dinner time I presume?” Anderson said watching the Salamance’s final decent, before it hoovered slightly above the ground and landing. A fierce, powerful, and unrelenting Pokémon to say the least, in contrast to its rider, a fairly young looking woman but in truth was much older, she looked like she could be Ceres’s older sister rather than her mother. “Speaking of which I should get going too.” Anderson nodded at the Salamance as it stared at him and Ceres, it responded with a powerful roar, sounding like a warning.
“Oh hush now Typhon there’s no need for that.” Ceres’s mother dismounted the dragon, Typhon snapped at her playfully with a low growl before turning his attention back to Ceres and Anderson. “Come now dear, its supper time, your father and brothers are already waiting! Honestly, I need to get you a watch or something one of these days….” She beckoned at Ceres.
“I’ll be right there mum, just a moment please!” Ceres called back. Typhon growled deeply, clearly annoyed that it had to wait longer before it can fly again. “Thanks for the advice Father.” Ceres bowed deeply before adjusting the incubator in her arms and headed towards her waiting mother.
“I’ll be asking
you for advice soon enough… you have no idea of your lineage, your legacy, and your destiny. Let the zephyr of fate show you the way, and the gale of destiny be your teacher. Amen….” Anderson said quietly to himself as Ceres rejoined with her mother, then showered Typhon with attention which he seemed very pleased with. Ceres’s mother looked back at Anderson one last time before remounting Typhon, a knowing look and a nod which Anderson respectfully reciprocated with a smile.
Would be an honor to battle her one day… but not yet….
~Several Days Later~
Ceres awoke to the morning sunlight pouring into her room. Her bed was right next to the window. She sat up and looked behind her, in one of her headboard cabinets, there was a dedicated slot where she kept the egg incubator. Her birth day had been two days ago. Her nerves had peaked that day in hopes the egg would hatch but to her disappointment it didn’t, nor the following day.
She felt a gentle nudging on her hand as Esther demanded pets since she had woken up. Esther was an elderly Espeon, their family companion their family had for as long as Ceres could remember. She frequently spends the early mornings before the sunrise sleeping on Ceres’s bed knowing that it get the best morning sun. “Good morning Esther, did you sleep well?” she gently scratched the back of her large pointy ears just the way she liked. Esther nuzzled and pressed closer and tighter to Ceres. In other parts of the house Ceres could hear her brothers running through the house, Ceres looked out the window at the forest it face, closer to the house was a massive garden, a berry farm, and a variety of pools and streams for water Pokémon, all under the care of her father. Her father’s Arcanine and Growlithe partner were outside helping him with the berry trees carrying baskets on their sides for berries, and other trimmings from the berry trees and bushes. A sniff in the air and the aroma of breakfast permeated the house, bacon, eggs, sausage, mushrooms, tomatoes, toast, and tea.
Ceres groaned flopping back onto her pillow craning her head back to look at the incubator, “When are you gonna hatch?” Ceres rolled out of bed, changed, and proceeded through her morning routine before leaving her room and headed down stairs with her egg, leaving the door to her room just a crack so Esther could get out when she was done basking in the morning sunlight, not that she needed any help with anything in the house. When Ceres reached the bottom of the stairs Esther suddenly teleported at the bottom walking with her head held high like she owned the house. “Good morning everyone!” Ceres said putting the incubator on a nearby table before joining her mom in the kitchen brining the food to the table. Her father and brothers were already waiting.
“I think you got a bad egg there sis!” her brother said looking at the incubator.
“I just think it’s taking its time, now eat!” Ceres pushed her brother’s plate in front of him before placing down another plate for her youngest brother. “It will hatch anytime now, I’m sure of it.” Ceres sat down at her own seat and began digging into her plate.
“I wouldn’t worry too much dear. The signups for the next league isn’t due for another while.” Cere’s mother said sitting down at the table after serving her husband and herself.
“True, but I would like to get to know my partner for a bit before we journey out….” Ceres glanced at her brother who was secretly feeding, Felix dad’s Growlithe, under the table. Esther watched with judgmental eyes sitting pretty next to the egg incubator.
“Your mother’s right, it’s not big issue, some Pokémon like to take their time. It isn’t a bad thing.” Ceres’s father chuckled I remember seeing your mum with Typhon when he was still a Bagon. He was a very unruly one getting into way more trouble than it was worth, and he never backed down from a fight no matter what.” He laughed, “Thinking back on it, I was quite surprised how your mum had such patience dealing with him, or even managed to keep the bond.”
“Trust me, taking care of Typhon was much easier than looking after the lot of you!” Ceres’s mother smiled.
“Hey, I do plenty around here! I’d like to think I do a good job and carry my own weight.” Ceres laughed.
Her mother pointed at her, “You might be, but as a baby, you were way more of a handful than Typhon I can tell you that much.”
Tink!
Esther looked at the incubator, curious.
Tink! Tink! Tink!
Esther stood up and back away from the incubator poised to attack. The incubator was shaking and rocking and finally caught the attention of the rest of the family.
Ceres scrambled to her feet and ran to the incubator as the egg shook and rattled against the incubator walls, and eventually it began to crack. Ceres could hear her heart beating rapidly in her ears and her ears getting hot, her breathing quickened, and her palms became slightly sweaty. The hairs on her arms and back of her neck standing at attention as she began to get goosebumps. None of it mattered to Ceres, she was grinning as she watched her own egg hatch, she had seen plenty before but this one was special, it was hers, and a lifelong partner. She felt a hand on each of her shoulders, it was her mother and father.
“Here sweetheart.” Ceres’s mother handed her a Pokéball, an ordinary Pokéball with a single exception, there was an engraving at the top of the ball, the symbol of the Birds of Passage, the Arceus Sigil. The common adopted symbol of their faith frequently seen as charms, jewelry, or on official clothing. “Give it a home, a name, and let it commune with you.”
Ceres felt her parents back away from her as she watched the egg hatch. It’s simple, she’s seen it done countless times, and read about it countless times. As the small Pokémon inside began to really break out of the egg Ceres held the ball up to it. Sensing the Pokémon, the Pokéball opened, revealing a bright light that engulfed the Pokémon within the egg and pulling it into the ball. There was no struggle, not shakes, just acceptance. As Ceres held the Pokéball, she felt her grip on it weaken but at the same time she couldn’t let it go. Her heart fluttered but her breathing became long drawn out unsteady breaths.
Long wisps and specks of golden light began to swirl around her near the ground, there was no wind. Ceres felt her energy rushing to the ball, but at the same time she was being filled with an unfamiliar energy, darker, sorrowful, lonely, and a small tinge of hopefulness and curiosity. The powerful surge of the energy rushed into her from her hand and it forced Ceres to clench her teeth and close her eyes. Ceres could feel the sudden rush of foreign energy and emotion in her nearly overwhelm her. “NO!” Ceres shouted through gritted teeth. Opening her eyes she was stunned. She was no longer in her dining room of her home, instead she was standing alone in an infinite blackness before her was massive shadowy snakelike figure slithering in the abyss with a pair of huge glowing yellow eyes on a large V shaped head staring her down like two spotlights, dwarfing her.
“DREEEE!” the creature to cry out at Ceres a loud screech. An overwhelmingly powerful rush of loneliness and sorrow stabbed at Ceres’s heart.
“NO!” Ceres repeated stood steadfast looking straight back at the eyes, tears began to stream out of her eyes as the energy was overwhelming, “You WILL have me! And I WILL have YOU! You are not alone… anymore!”
“REEEEE!” the creature screeched loudly again as another rush of energy ravaged Cere’s body, but this was different, it was a sense of childlike wonder and a sense of the purist untainted hope she had ever felt.
“Yes… you will have me and I will never leave or abandon you! We will be one of the greatest of all time and rise above any challenge together!” Ceres smiled and reached out upward and forward towards the large shadowy slithering entity. The glowing eyes of the entity suddenly intensified into a brilliant blinding golden light, it was warm and familiar, then she realized was her own energy, and whatever the entity was, it had allow her to flow though it as she had it. She felt utterly exhausted, but at the same time she felt at peace with herself, serene, and above all
~Several Hours Later~
Ceres stirred herself awake in the late afternoon sun light. She was in her room not exactly confused or dazed but tired. Her hand was still gripping the Pokéball. She can feel something from her flowing into the ball, it wasn’t unpleasant, just something new. The ball also felt warm in her hand, not because she had been holding it but it felt alive, a life now lived in the ball. Thinking back she never even saw what kind of Pokémon she had bonded with. “Apologies for… passing out. We never got properly introduced.” She talked to the Pokéball in her hand after she sat up, she paused looking at the golden engraved symbol on the top. “… no going back now huh… but who wants to go back? … Not you or me…. Come now.” The Pokéball in her hand popped open releasing light inside, the formless mass quickly took form in front of her on her beg into a little snake-like creature roughly a foot and a half long, with a green body a large V shaped head with red tops and some red fins below them, large alerted yellow eyes, a ring of three spike-like fins near its tail, and two featureless flippers near the front of its snakelike body.
The little snake Pokémon hovered a few inches above the bed looking around the room then at Ceres and opened its mouth. “Rawww….” It made a throaty growl, it sounded neutral like a greeting.
Ceres was speechless, she had never seen a Pokémon like this before… thinking back Champion Leon has a Dragapult and it had shot these Pokémon out of its horns in battles. “Hello there!” Ceres greeted and offered her hand to it. “So you’re the base form of a Dragapult? Dreepy right?”
The Dreepy looked blankly at Ceres before it closed its eyes in joy then turned its attention to her out stretched hand. It floated near and placed one of its flippers on her index finger. She gently held it between the finger and her thumb and lightly shook it.
“Nice to meet you too!” Ceres laughed lightheartedly, the Dreepy looked at her confused and joined her in laughing, its laughter sounded like a taunting hiss.
RAWWW!
The Dreepy immediately wrapped its self around Ceres hand and up her forearm at the sudden roar from outside the window. Ceres could feel the Dreepy tremble as it tightened it body around her arm. Its little flipper-like hand was still in-between her fingers.
“Sorry about that.” Ceres gently rubbed the Dreepy’s back with her other hand as she lifted the Pokémon slightly higher for a better view out the window to see the silhouette of Typhon soaring around in the distance in front of the setting sun. “That’s Typhon, he’s my mom’s first partner like you are mine. He’s super strong… and between you and me, he can be sort of a showoff, but he’s got the skills to back it up though.” Ceres said looking at the Dreepy. Its fear was replaced by a sense of wonder and awe as it watched Typhon in the distance along with everything outside the window, Ceres could feel his powerful emotions, the Dreepy’s body was relaxed now resting comfortably wrapped around Ceres’s arm. “I already forgot you hatched this morning everything in this world must be so fascinating….”
The Dreepy turned its attention back Ceres “RAWW!” it tried to roar at her but failed.
“I still need to give you a name! Calling you Dreepy sounds like a nappy, so I’m going to give you a name, like Typhon, the Salamance! So, are you a boy or a girl?” Ceres asked, the Dreepy seemed to understand her to a certain level, he probably gained some knowledge when the bond was made. Hearing the word ‘boy’ the Dreepy nodded, he seemed to be very excited to have something of his very own. A powerful rush of excitement and giddiness flooded into Ceres that made her unable to hold back a wide smile. “Ok… hmm how about Gordon?” the Dreepy shook his head, no. “Sylvester?” No. “Mack?” No. “Clint?” No. Ceres put a finger to her lips in through and looked around the room trying to think of a name that the little guy would like. Every suggestion had been shot down. With a furrowed brow and uncertainty Ceres formulated a name from a mess of jumbled thoughts, “Snips?” The Dreepy lit up with excitement even more than it did before and nodded viciously, “You like that? Ok, for this moment onward you are now Snips!” Ceres gently patted his body wrapped around her arm. “So is this you’re spot now?”
Snips nodded and wrapped its flipper arms around her hand and laid his head flat on the back of her hand. Its body tightened slightly around her arm, adjusting himself so it was a bit more comfortable.
“You know what? Fine, this works. Just don’t be mad if you accidently hit your head... or get dizzy, feel free to flip yourself around.”
Thud… thud.
“You awake sweetheart?” Ceres’s mother asked softly though the door.
“Come on in.” Ceres hailed. Her mother entered holding a deep plate of curry, it fragrant aroma and spices instantly filled Ceres’s room and Snips’s body tensed.
“Since you kindly excused yourself from breakfast I thought you’d be hungry.” Cere’s mother smiled warmly as she approached Ceres’s bed. “How are you feeln’? Oh and what’s this? Who’s your little new friend here?”
“I’m fine mum, I’m sure you still know what it was like with Typhon when you bonded with him.” Ceres took the curry from her mother with her free hand. “Mum, I would like to introduce you to Snips!” Ceres held her arm up to show her mother, while Snips’s eyes were fixated on the plate, his mouth slightly agape and slightly drooling.
“Well nice to meet you, but I would suggest you give Snips some curry before he decides to chew on your fingers.” Her mom laughed.
“Right, he must be starving!” Ceres quickly lowered him in front and closer to the plate. “Go on now, help yourself, no need to be shy.” Snips didn’t hesitate and dive head first into the curry rapidly slurring, chewing, and devouring everything he could in sight. Ceres could feel the raw joy of the Pokémon as well as physically feel the hot food entering and moving down through its body, it was an odd and surreal feeling, feeling the hot food move though the body of another. “Gotta give me the recipe for this.” Ceres smiled watching Snips eat.
“Don’t worry I will, its Typhon’s favorite too ever since he was a little Bagon. You can bet if your window was open and he smelled it out there… let’s just say we’ll need to get you a new window.” Her mom nodded to Typhon still flying around outside, “I’ll get you some extra dear.”
Ceres watched as her mother left the room. Snips had stopped eating the curry and was looking up at Ceres, his mouth and most of his face slathered with sauce enhanced with a few grains of rice. “You’re a messier eater than my brothers!” Ceres said taking one of the many napkins her mother had brought her and gently wiped down his face. Looking back at the plate, there was only about a quarter left of what was originally there. “You’re kinda heavy when you’re full…” Snips looked at her, then at the food then back at her. “Or… you’re not full yet….” It took a moment for Ceres to understand that the bit left in the plate was for her. “Oh! Mum’s bringing in more, you go on ahead and finish.” With a nod from Snips he moved to finish the plate, he was dragging Ceres’s arm long with him as he was wrapped around it, he was stronger than he appeared.
~Present Day~
Ceres sat back in the computer chair staring at the United League page, an opened letter of acceptance laid strewn on the table along with her newly received trainer ID. She had just registered herself for the League. She had just taken the first steps on her journey like her mother did long ago. She looked to her side at the new pack her mother had made for a journey, simple, yet practical filled with everything the League required. As Ceres read the items needed from the list her mother practically recited every item from memory. Most of them they already had on hand and only needed to buy a few things. The consent from was signed and sent off. There wasn’t much more to do. She had been lurking around on the forums of the UPL reading greetings and discussions about each new individual in the Bronze League, but she had not posted on the site yet, not quite sure if it was even necessary.
You seem a bit apathetic… today. Is something wrong?
Nothing, just lost in thought is all.
Ceres heard a young boy’s voice in her head, it was Snips. She was still not quite used to him talking to her directly in her mind, the suddenness of it, it only happened a little over a month ago despite him hatching several months ago. When asking her mother and father about it they said it was natural when the bond is strong. After describing what she felt when she first bonded with Snips her mother was quite amazed that Ceres had inadvertently given herself wide open to the Pokémon, quite a dangerous gamble, but the bonds formed are much stronger and the intrinsic trust is also much higher as energy, emotion, and thought can flow much more freely thus the bond developing at a faster rate, but her mother did warn her about the dangers of doing such a raw and pure bond to a Pokémon not immediately hatching from an egg. It could be extremely dangerous, maybe even fatal if not treated with more care.
Snips was tapping around on Ceres’s green Rotom phone trying to figure it out, while relaxing on her bed behind her. Green wasn’t Ceres’s favorite color but it matched with Snips and decided to get it in his honor which greatly pleased him.
Over the past few months Ceres had learned an abundance from the little ghost dragon, about himself and about their bond in addition to increased physical and mental training regimes her mother had developed for them keeping them both in tiptop shape. Now having Snips just out and around didn’t bother either of them much at all.
Snips seemed to be especially sensitive to when Ceres has bad or negative emotions and would be very attentive and try to uplift her mood to the best of his ability hence his concern for Ceres when she’s feeling down. Ceres also learned that Snips is actually a very happy, optimistic, and jolly individual that loves to joke around and have a fun time, he is also extremely curious and eager to learn about anything and everything he comes into contact with, it made sense as he is still considered relative new to the world, and Ceres had taught him a lot about anything that interested him at the time, but Snips was still like a child, his interests are ever shifting, changing, and never ending.
You should post on the thingy, maybe talking to some other like-minded people will get your mind set more for the journey!
Ceres looked at Snips with a raised eyebrow before propping her left elbow on the armrest raising her forearm into the air. This beckoned Snips to fly across the room and wrap around her arm, it was one of his favorite positions. Ceres relaxed her wrist so the back of her hand was a comfortable perch for his head to rest on as he looked at the computer screen.
So like just an introduction? Seems kind of lackluster….
Maybe spruce it up a bit, these guys seem like newbies, so how about saying you got some cool stuff like Typhon!
That’s just straight up lying! I can’t do that.
I’m sure you can convince mum to lend him to you at least.
And kill me in the bonding process? Typhon may love me as one his own, but I’m not even close to bonding with something as powerful as him… besides, it’s against the rules.
That’s the only issue with that plan. Snips snickered in her mind and actual.
With one hand Ceres began awkwardly typing her post.
Hello everyone! I'm Ceres from Galar. Just like the rest of you all I'm a new trainer starting in Bronze! nice to meet you all!
Wow! That's super lame!
I just wanted to post something on here to say hello I don't think it matters about looking cool... besides this was your idea.
Yea... but like... do it good....
Ceres turned her wrist so the two were looking right at each other. Snips attempted to shrug with his nonexistent shoulders and droopy ghostly hands. Ceres couldn't help but laugh aloud at how awkward he looked.
Yea, yea, yea, laugh all you want! You know I'll be cool one day!
. If anyone else has questions about Unova or anything related to archeology, don't be afraid to ask. I don't bite.
