*Somewhere deep in the forests of the Sinnoh Region, Infernius was stretched out along his favorite tree branch atop his favorite tree which over-looked the Den that he had been deemed Chieftain of long ago. Though he was extremely over-protective of his Den, and took being Chieftain to a whole new level, he clearly had one other addiction.. snoozing away when there was nothing exciting going on within the Den. His fingers were interlocked behind his head which rested against the core of the tree, one leg dangling over the side of the tree branch which he'd claimed as his "bed" so to speak. His tail danced idly to and fro in opposite pattern of that dangling leg which kicked back and forth slowly. The usually-bright flame atop his head was rather dimly lit for the time being as it really only expanded when there was danger or when he was in combat.
As Infernius snoozed away atop his tree, the other males of the tribe hunted for food, sparred with the Monfernos' that were on the brink of adulthood, the tribe taking great pride in their physical strength, unlike other tribes of Infernapes', Monfernos', and Chimchars' that relied more-so on their special attack attributes than the physical, though Infernius's tribe focused mostly on the Physical side of brute force and strength.
The females relaxed in the den, nursing and cleansing the youngling chimchars' whilst observing the other adult males as they trained the Monfernos' while Infernius snoozed away, his ears perking slightly now and then as he always stayed alert to any possible danger that may stray too close to his den. For now, the day seemed to be going by peacefully, which was the way Infernius liked it.. he knew his tribe was safe and taken care of, and this brought much ease to the Chieftain's mind. Though the day was peaceful at the moment, who knew what might happen?*
As Infernius snoozed away atop his tree, the other males of the tribe hunted for food, sparred with the Monfernos' that were on the brink of adulthood, the tribe taking great pride in their physical strength, unlike other tribes of Infernapes', Monfernos', and Chimchars' that relied more-so on their special attack attributes than the physical, though Infernius's tribe focused mostly on the Physical side of brute force and strength.
The females relaxed in the den, nursing and cleansing the youngling chimchars' whilst observing the other adult males as they trained the Monfernos' while Infernius snoozed away, his ears perking slightly now and then as he always stayed alert to any possible danger that may stray too close to his den. For now, the day seemed to be going by peacefully, which was the way Infernius liked it.. he knew his tribe was safe and taken care of, and this brought much ease to the Chieftain's mind. Though the day was peaceful at the moment, who knew what might happen?*