He fell back asleep soon after.
~A few hours later~
Umbreon woke up to the sound of Human voices.
And, . . . Trucks.
A pair of gloved hands opened the shutters to the window, as another pair grabbed the Umbreon.
Dusk yelped loudly in surprise, as they picked him up, gently, and put him In a cloth bag, along with Starlight.
The Humans monitored the Festival regularly, looking for mutations, or just general oddities.
Umbreon still half asleep thrashed wildy in the bag, like a fish out of water.
He smelt something sweet, as the Humans pokemon pumped some SweetScent into the air.
Dusk slowly stopped struggling, and felt woozy as the sweet smell entered the bag.
He felt the bag shift as the Human picked up the sack, and placed it in the back of one of the trucks.
The Veichle roared to life as it drove off.
(Sorry for the Info Dump Eon....
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