Maybe the observing espeon made a little tiny noise of disapproval. It might be been the gentlest puff of breath, a wisp of exasperation, but she uncurled her tail and stood up.
So stubborn, if her thoughts were words.
She delicately stepped around the Charizard, keeping her distance, but perhaps stopping around the injury. Try as the dragon might, she was not going to go away anytime soon; she knew there was something else in there. Aware of the nature of Charizards and her friend and dear companion Sasha, this orange counterpart intrigued her, since their encounters at Kanto and Johto.
The tension around the Academy recently made her all the more aware of the fact that at the end, they were Pokemon and there were Humans. They were not species of Pokemon, but simply Pokemon all the same. They would have to stand together, at the end of things.
(Just sometimes, some had to die for the sustenance of others.)
Meanwhile, gently, she stepped towards Char's wound.
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So stubborn, if her thoughts were words.
She delicately stepped around the Charizard, keeping her distance, but perhaps stopping around the injury. Try as the dragon might, she was not going to go away anytime soon; she knew there was something else in there. Aware of the nature of Charizards and her friend and dear companion Sasha, this orange counterpart intrigued her, since their encounters at Kanto and Johto.
The tension around the Academy recently made her all the more aware of the fact that at the end, they were Pokemon and there were Humans. They were not species of Pokemon, but simply Pokemon all the same. They would have to stand together, at the end of things.
(Just sometimes, some had to die for the sustenance of others.)
Meanwhile, gently, she stepped towards Char's wound.