::Oh? Too bad for you, then. You'll never get very strong.::
[Smug, that. And so certain. How many wild pokemon grew to be that powerful? Not many at all. The bonuses to having a trainer were manyfold! As it seems Terra's decided to head in the right direction, the zebstrika and sawsbuck seem content to simply flank him; this may be to keep him from running off but may be to simply keep an eye out for wild pokemon that little growlithe wasn't big enough to handle.
They had a good sense of propriety at least.
Drawing close to where Xemnas is camped marks a nice and warm little fire, burned a bit low after several hours of not being tended.. and four more of those monsters. These ones might be far more ominous, from the dusky-furred foxlike creature nearly as tall as a man with red-rimmed eyes and long, lethal looking claws to the attentive kadabra and small riolu.
Oh and the ghost. But that one's hard to get a pin on, it keeps phasing in and out of visibility with low chuckles. All of them are watching though, alert now. The only one not bothering is Xemnas, who's determinedly working on folding his tent back up into its small little package. He does glance up though when they actually arrive.]
You chose a poor night to be wandering about, stranger. It's to get below freezing. You're welcome to the fire, as we are leaving for the town shortly.
[There's a pause, though. He knows his own features well enough. Those ones are familiar, but all in the wrong colors.]
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Date: 2013-11-25 07:35 am (UTC)[Smug, that. And so certain. How many wild pokemon grew to be that powerful? Not many at all. The bonuses to having a trainer were manyfold! As it seems Terra's decided to head in the right direction, the zebstrika and sawsbuck seem content to simply flank him; this may be to keep him from running off but may be to simply keep an eye out for wild pokemon that little growlithe wasn't big enough to handle.
They had a good sense of propriety at least.
Drawing close to where Xemnas is camped marks a nice and warm little fire, burned a bit low after several hours of not being tended.. and four more of those monsters. These ones might be far more ominous, from the dusky-furred foxlike creature nearly as tall as a man with red-rimmed eyes and long, lethal looking claws to the attentive kadabra and small riolu.
Oh and the ghost. But that one's hard to get a pin on, it keeps phasing in and out of visibility with low chuckles. All of them are watching though, alert now. The only one not bothering is Xemnas, who's determinedly working on folding his tent back up into its small little package. He does glance up though when they actually arrive.]
You chose a poor night to be wandering about, stranger. It's to get below freezing. You're welcome to the fire, as we are leaving for the town shortly.
[There's a pause, though. He knows his own features well enough. Those ones are familiar, but all in the wrong colors.]