:Aria's mouth fell open at the sight of Tyler fainting out of
nowhere: "Oh geez! Are you ok?!?!" : She said in a panic. She went
over and shook him a little, hoping to wake him up:
"Oh! Are you ok? That's the second time you've passed out like
that! Do you need to take a break from working or something? You
know, now that I think about it, we should probably get a pokémon
that's good at healing to come live here or something." :Aria
rambled like that to Tyler for about 5 minutes, before stopping to
take a breath: "Anyway, you should get to bed or something. I don't
really want any of our team to pass out like that because of
exhaustion."
On a perilous mountain in the dead of night, a thunderstorm roared
in the dark sky. Heavy rain attacked the land and flashes of bright
yellow lightning ran across the clouds. An Eevee and his son
trekked along the dangerously tricky terrain towards their only
salvation; a cave set deep into the cliff face. Safety seemed so
close, and yet it was just out of reach. A bolt of lightning struck
the mountain and set a stray pine ablaze, which happened to be
holding up a collection of rocks. As the tree withered away under
the crimson flames, a boulder became dislodged and began to tumble.
In a split second, it had landed between the two travellers and
knocked the Eevee off, leaving him to be caught by his son. But no
matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep a grip on his father and
with one last goodbye, the Eevee slipped and fell down the mountain
to the ground below. Now fatherless and outcast by his family,
Ossian the shiny Umbreon travels to find a place to call home and
belong...
On the other side of the ocean, a deep blue sea swarms with life as
creatures swim and glide across the cerulean waves, leaving
glistening water drops that reflect the sun's harsh rays to plop
back to the vast ocean. Deep, deep below the surface, a dark cave
sits with seaweed acting as a cover to the entrance. A blue and
pink fin pokes from the green wall, a shy life hiding behind it. A
shy Milotic called Vanity waits for the all clear to leave her
home.
Ossian walked along a sandy beach, wet, exhausted and in need of
rest. His ears were down and his golden eyes scanned the area for
any more danger. He had just been attacked by a Charizard, Flygon
and Garchomp who were a trouble-making team and injured his right
front paw, slightly limping as he dragged himself from the ocean
where his attackers dropped him in a hope to make him faint. He saw
a road leading up an incline, hoping it would lead to somewhere. As
he began to follow the trail, his eyes caught sight of Sharpedo
Bluff, never seeing the unique cliff formation before he wondered
if some Pokemon had carved it, maybe a Larvitar or Steelix. The
more he walked, the more exhausted he became, panting as his wet
fur weighed heavy on him. Eventually he made it to a junction, with
a guild to the north and a town to the west. But before he could
even think of where to go, his legs collapsed and he fell in the
dirt, in pain and feeling unconsciousness wash over him. With the
last of his strength, he let out a cry, hoping to attract attention
and come to his aid.