Ultra Prisms RP [1x1 with Slimemold]
ProlougeThe Petmy stared back in to the eyes of her Celebi friend. They both kept their concentrations on one another as a mellow breeze blew past them on the hill they stood upon in the middle of a vast field with the greenest grass the two have seen around here. It was quite humorous how they were the first to get there, as Grace proved to be quite slow moving on her own. Luckily for her, Celebi knew some shortcuts here and there, which allowed Grace to make it to their meeting spot in under a week time. "Do not worry, my child." Celebi said as soon as they arrived to find no one else was there yet. "They will come soon. For the time being, we must be patient." Grace was quite annoyed at first for having to wait longer, but that's to be expected when she wanted to get there before anyone else so she could be the first to greet her future friends. But she didn't expect it to take this long! Like, an hour after she got there? Maybe two to six? She didn't expect it to take more than two days, that is for sure. Grace's antenna vibrated intensely as she felt an itchy feeling permeate through her nostrils. She knew for a fact what was coming. A sneeze. No one in this entire world was able to sneeze with their eyes remaining open. And if she was forced to close her eyes, then.... "Achoo!" Grace sneezed, letting out little spit particles comprised of water and sap in to the grass below. Hopefully, it would help that grass grow better. Celebi laughed as she pointed to the Petmy. "Haha! I win again! This game is tooooo easy!" Celebi continued giggling. Grace puffed up her cheeks in frustration. "But sneezing shouldn't count... It's rather involuntary and you don't have a choice but to close your eyes" Grace thought, but looking up at how much fun her friend was having kept her quiet. At least, one of them was. Grace was growing impatient. "How much longer now until someone else comes Celebi?" Grace asked as the Mythical Pokemon began calming down. Celebi huffed. "It should take about.... 3 hours before the next Pokemon arrives. But we're still going to have to wait for everyone else even when that Pokemon gets here." Grace sighed. At least she didn't have to wait another whole day for another Pokemon to show, but having to wait for an indeterminite amount of time for everyone else made Grace grouchy. Celebi refused to tell her when the last person would arrive, as she wanted the Petmy to grow a sense of patience. "Good things come to those who wait, Grace." The Celebi always told her. "Kind of ironic, coming from the keeper of time." Grace snickered openly. "You jump in to the future all the time. Why not just wait, like you keep preaching to me?" "What's so funny?" Celebi asked, her face now super close to Grace's. Grace squealed and jumped back in surprise. "I'm just enjoying this pleasant weather." Celebi wrapped her arms around Grace's face. "Grrraaaaccccceeee. Teeeeellllll meeeeeee." she demanded childishly. Grace squealed again and tried to shake the Celebi off of her, who began hugging on her face tighter.
As soon as Lettidee noticed the lush prairie spread ahead on the horizon, she knew she’d arrived at her destination. It took her a while to figure out where to truly head, which winds aided on her flight and ignore the prickling sensation of static in the air whenever it called forth, lest she changed course and ended flying directly into a storm. Dark clouds stretched across a valley at her right, gathered there by the mountains that halted them from moving further away. These probably kept them from reaching the prairie, she guessed, noting the clear sky over it clash wildly as if the sceneries weren’t meant to be next to each other. Dee briefly resented the mountain’s placement. She chased the thought away with a shake of her head and reminded herself of the task ahead. The vision not only directed her to this prairie, but also a very specific spot to stay –and wait in case the others hadn’t shown up yet. So with a few beats of her wings, the swallow piqued up speed and glided through the forest below, flitting past the trees until they grew sparse and eventually give way to grass. Grass that looked way greener and healthier than any other she’d seen in her short life. She soared over the prairie in lazy circles, letting the gentle breeze carry her high while she inspected the terrain underneath. No Pokémon seemed to poke out of the grass; no rustling seemed to indicate anything other than the wind cross through it. She frowned at the emptiness. This is weird. Had no one else arrived yet? Lettidee ran the memories of the vision again. This grassland looked exactly like the one there –a feat by itself, since all grasslands looked the same to her until now. Then, she noted two small figures stand on the designated gathering spot atop the tallest hill. Relief washed over her the moment she caught sight of them and began her approach by slowly letting herself drop around them in a downward spiraling pattern. The closer she got the more features she could see from the duo. The smaller one looked pretty much like a Petilil, but the taller figure gave no spark of recognition; with their green tones and bipedal, seemingly winged shape so unlike the pink creature from her vision, Dee had no idea of what to make of this particular Pokémon. She should perhaps be concerned about them, keep some distance in case they turned dangerous. She continued descending towards them, uttering a series of chirps to announce her arrival and gauge their reaction.
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Both of the Pokemon perked up upon hearing the noise, and turned to the direction. "Oh no! I let myself get carried away!" Celebi yelled in shock and fear. The mythical quickly fluttered away to the opposite way the Taillow entered from and hid in some bushes on the outskirt of the field. Grace watched in a confused silence, but realized why she ran off when she spotted what was making that noise. "OH!" she gasped, and jumped back. After taking a few seconds to recollect herself, Grace looked back up to the airborne Pokemon. "Hello. I'm Grace. I assume you being here means that you too had a dream about lending a hand to saving a Pokemon?" She trailed her eyes to the ground and sighed. "And you probably saw her, didn't you? Please. Promise me that you won't tell anyone else. She doesn't want anyone else to find out that she is coming along with us as well." The Fire type Squirtle rested for the 9th time today on a tree stump. The worst part is that he had only been up and moving for 3 hours on this day. Giranite blamed his exhaustion on the hard ground his shell rested upon the night before, and the fact that food had became scarcer as he kept getting farther and farther away from Cinnabark town. The forests surrounding the town always had a vast assortment of berries that you could easily find. But that was nothing compared to what the town itself had to offer. All the pastries and fruits you could dream of. Thinking about it made his stomach growl, and made his mouth drool. The best of them all though was those Cinnamon Bars the town was famous for. The sweet brown cinnamon covered outside, with a gooey and rich chocolate inside. Everytime Giranite ate one, he felt a warm tingly feeling in his toes. Enough of these thoughts. He knew he would make it to the field sometime today. He would meet the Pokemon he would start a grand quest with and they'd become the best of friends. He felt a small knot in his chest when he thought of those friends. Friends... Why did something like that make him feel so complicated?
Lettidee halted her descent in surprise, adjusting her wings to lift herself a little higher in the air. Her eyes trailed the odd Pokémon in their hurried escaping until they disappeared among some tall shrubs far ahead of her Dee didn’t know what to make of this… green Togetic? No, Togetic didn’t have see-through wings, didn’t they? Before she could decide on whether to pursue the Pokémon or not, she caught some movement from right below her. It was the Petilil, she noted upon looking down, who hadn’t fled and instead tried to get closer. Well, as close as a flightless Pokémon could to a flying one anyway. It was only after some brief consideration that Dee gently swooped down, swiftly circled twice above the other Pokémon and finally landed on a bare branch poking out of a nearby very different and just as bare shrub. Now that she noticed clearly, the Petilil standing across wasn’t actually a Petilil as she first assumed. Last she remembered, they didn’t have lilac faces, spots on their cheeks and most definitely no flowery little horns protruding from their foreheads. Dee blinked, staring at the leaf-covered Goomy in mild confusion. Then she remembered she was being greeted by said Goomy. ‘’Hello,’’ she replied in kind, though she wasn’t sure if she should introduce herself the same way. Well, more like she couldn’t decide on it because the mention of a dream caught her off guard. She leaned back minutely and gave a small nod in response, many questions forming on her mind already. The Goomy continued talking though and at the mention of ‘her’ Dee couldn’t help but briefly glance at the shrubs the green Pokémon ran into. Turning back, the Goomy –Grace, she reminded herself– now seemed upset as if Dee was never supposed to catch sight of ‘her’ in the first place, as if telling would somehow ruin something –as for what, she couldn’t imagine. Regardless of the possible outcomes, she guessed it wouldn’t matter much whether she promised or not anyway; she had no one to tell about her strange encounter. Ultimately, she decided to do so just to put Grace at ease. Before her mind wandered away with even more questions, Dee relaxed her posture, leaning down on her spot and said ‘’okay,’’ giving a firmer nod while adding ‘’I won’t tell anyone. Promise’’
Sachs + Natty
Deep within the forest and in a small clearing, a small Bounsweet-like Pokémon dashed through the grass and towards a pile of snow, leaped at its edge and landed on her feet there with the soft noise of crunching ice. A smaller green Skorupi followed soon after, doing the same as the Bounsly now watching him jump and fall flat on his belly beside her. Both knew they had an important task to take, but the sheer unbridled glee of seeing snow for the first time in their lives had overpowered them. It wasn’t an impressive thing; a small partially melted mound that survived the first stronger sunlight of early spring. Yet the moment they found it, both Pokémon marveled at the finding and jumped into the snow, letting the cold seep off the exhaustion of having to border a scorching desert and climb up a muddy cliff with little food and water sources. Both lied down there for awhile, looking absently at the oddly clear sky and the canopy gently rustling by the breeze. Or rather, only the Skorupi did; his friend had her eyes already closed and seemed about to fall asleep on her spot. Noting this, the Skorupi, Sachs, stood up to sit right beside her and ask ‘’you gonna sleep in there?’’ with a slight tone of amusement in his voice. The Bounsly, Natty, briefly opened a single eye to look at him. ‘’Nope,’’ she replied casually, closing her eye and readjusting her posture to bury herself into the snow a little further. ‘’Just resting a bit, can’t you see?’’ Sachs snorted. ‘’Yeah, yeah, gotcha,’’ he stepped back towards his own hole before a sudden thought stopped him right beside it. ‘’Hold on, I’ll check the map’’ While he got an affirming hum in response, the Skorupi jumped out of the mound and trotted towards a drier patch of dirt and low grass. He took with a pincer a worn, browned by age paper poorly held on his neck by a red ribbon-like scarf and laid it there, unfolding it to check on the little scribbling of forests and mountains and known towns the map showcased. ‘’Let’s see…’’ he mumbled to himself while tracing by sight the path they took from their hometown to the desert’s borders, some tiny villages in a huge cliff, a couple grasslands, a forest and then– ‘’Oh’’ Sachs blinked, perked up at the realization and rushed back to the mound where Natty hadn’t moved an inch from, ‘’Hey Nats!’’ he leaned onto her, using both forelegs to harshly shake her out of her –assumed– sleep in his excitement. ‘’Nats, guess what? We’re almost there! Our place’s beyond this forest!’’ The Bounsly woke up with a start and blinked blearily at all the jostling thankfully stopping the moment Sachs noticed her awakening. She frowned, briefly processing the bits she’d managed to hear. ‘’Wow, really?’’ she asked, almost gasped and shifted to a sitting position, looking just bit as excited as his friend did. ‘’Just beyond?’’ ‘’Yup,’’ he nodded energetically, then jumped off the snow again to roll his forgotten map and pick it up. ‘’We should get this done with, don’t you think?’’ Some of the enthusiasm bled out of her little by little, replaced by reluctance. ‘’Yes…’’ she said at length, looking down at the snow. ‘’But shouldn’t we rest some more first? We just found this nice snowy bed after all…’’ Sachs glanced behind his back in surprise, only to find Natty lying down again. ‘’Huh?’’ ‘’I don’t wanna be the first to reach the field, y’know?’’ She went on, crossed legs resting a bit higher on a small pile and took a pause the moment Sachs stopped beside her, only sparing him a brief glance before continuing. ‘’I mean, we won’t have anyone else to look at but each other so, doesn’t matter much if we’re here or there, right?’’ It does if they can’t find us, Sachs wanted to point out, but instead kept his mouth shut. Knowing Natty, she’d probably argue her way and wouldn’t stop at it until either she won or he got fed up. ‘’Suit yourself then,’’ he said instead, a mischievous smile already on his face that would’ve cued Natty of his intentions if she looked. True to this, Sachs took a big mouthful of snow and promptly dumped it all over the Bounsly’s face. Natty spluttered and thrashed her way out from under her snowy cover, all while the Skorupi tried to contain his laugh. She managed to sit up after some more struggle, chunks of snow clung to her ‘leaves’ and face, adding up to look of exasperation. ‘’What was that for?’’ she nearly screeched indignantly. ‘’Dunno,’’ he simply shrugged. ‘’Thought you needed a blanket?’’ Natty narrowed her eyes, practically glaring daggers in his direction. Sachs responded graciously by giving back a smile, one that would’ve easily been innocent if his tall standing posture didn’t radiate smugness. The stare down continued for a few seconds, until the Bounsly dropped it with a resigned sigh. ‘’Okay. Okay, fine, let’s finish this off before I regret it,’’ she grumbled, stood up to shake off the last of the snow stuck on her skin and took the time to glare once more. ‘’We better not be the first to arrive though. Or else I’ll be one giving a muddier blanket.’’ ‘’That’s the spirit!’’ Sachs exclaimed through his poorly held bout of laughter as he slid down the melting mound. ‘’I’ll even help you and lie down face-up so you can cover me with the thickest, smelliest mud we find’’ The suggestion managed to get a chuckle out of her. ‘’Deal’’ After some hesitation and another sigh, she walked out of the snow and waited at the edge for his directions. ‘’ You better not back off from this. Now, Mr. Eager-to-reach-the-field, would you guide me to your magical dreamland?’’ ‘’I never back off and you know it,’’ he proclaimed, sounding both proud and a tad offended by the mere thought of him being otherwise. ‘’The map sand’s this way, right ahead of these wall of trees!’’ With a wave of his tail, Sachs gestured at Natty to follow and both continued moving onward to a heavily forested part in the direction of the field.
Grace gave the Taillow a thankful smile. "I appreciate it." she said, with a little nod to her. "The others should be here soon. I have no idea when, but I feel like we'll see someone else sometime today. Until then, would you like to know a little about me? If we're going to be traveling together, it's probably best that we get to know one another, wouldn't you agree?" Celebi let out a sigh of relief. "Well she certainly doesn't need any of my help making a good first impression." Celebi thought to herself as she spied on the children from her bush. She would reveal herself to everyone in time, but she would keep herself hidden from now for Grace's sake. If Celebi revealed herself to everyone, everyone would wish to be friends with Celebi just like Grace was. Celebi wished to not take away her spotlight, and instead show herself to them after some time had passed, and a bond had been created between all of the children. Giranite had managed to find a very delectable bush containing brightly covered Rawst berries. He wasn't very fond of the taste of bitter food, but beggars can't be choosers when you're hungry. He plucked 5 of the ripest berries he could pick, and then continued on his way thorough the forest. Thoughts began swirling around in Giranite's head again as he walked through the forest and munched on some berries. He was thankful that he didn't have to remember much to get to the field. He just had to keep going in a straight line and he'd eventually reach the meeting place. There were no large bodies of water thankfully, but there were a couple rocky areas here and there that required him to put in more energy to climb. He came up with the idea of leaving his stick in the ground every night that protruded from the ground in a way that had it leaning in the direction that Giranite would have to travel the next day. He would put more clumps of dirt around it too to make sure the stick wouldn't fall over in the night and cause him to forget where he had to go. Of course, there was only the trouble in remembering to do that every night. But everytime Giranite would look at the stick he held in his spiral tail, he would vividly remember what he had used it for on the previous night. Giranite let out a gasp as he saw a clearing up ahead. He almost chocked on the 2nd to last Rawst berry he had left that was still in his mouth. Had he actually made it? Was the first step in his quest complete? From here on, he would be in the company of many other Pokemon. Some of whom would be very friendly, while others will take some warming up to before they would be able to become friends. Giranite was okay with it though. Everyone partaking in this would have something to look back on for the rest of their lives, and Giranite was happy that he could be a part of it. Putting the last Rawst berry in his mouth, and tightening the hold on his stick with his tail, he ran out of the forest on all fours, and in to Nouveau field.
Dee pondered Grace’s argument, tilting her head up to glance at the clear sky. Travelling together meant all that all the ‘mons in the group should at least bother to be friendly and know each other’s names. Or at least, that’s what she remembered dad saying once to three kids fighting among themselves over a pink elongated berry. Besides, if the vision actually was truthful, Dee hoped Grace was right and that they two –three?– weren’t only ones embarking on the creature’s request. Dee lowered her head again to give a nod to Grace. ‘’You’re right,’’ she smiled back, readjusting her folded wings neatly behind her back and the grip of her feet on the twig she rested on in a gesture the Taillow hoped Grace saw as ‘you have my full attention now’. ‘’Okay,’’ she added for good measure. ‘’Start whenever you’d like’’ - In spite of her previous refusal to leave the snow and finish her walk to the field, Natty was the first to cross the forest and arrive at its edge. She practically ran upon sighting the first hints of the grassland ahead, leaping over barely jutting rocks and small piles of some long dead twigs and leaves with energy and nimble movements Sachs, who tailed at a slightly slower and less energetic pace, found jarring given her mood just a while ago. Her run came to an abrupt stop as she stood on a huge arcing root from an equally huge tree, marveling with wide eyes at the very green and seemingly endless prairie that stretched across in front. ‘’Sachs!’’ she bounced from foot to foot, leaves waving with her excited movements. ‘’Sachs, this is! This is the field from the vision!’’ Sachs stopped right next to the tree to give her an amused huff and glance. ‘’Well, well, well. Who’s the eager ‘mon now, huh?’’ The Bounsly stilled and shoot him a slight annoyed stare. ‘’Oh shut up. I was just tired and groggy.’’ Her bouncing then returned as she said ‘’now c’mere, you’re missing this great view!’’ Sach’s look briefly turned into one of mild incredulity, then he climbed up the jutting root to check the ‘great view’ and halted in stunned silence the moment his eyes were above the grass’s level. ‘’Woah,’’ he exclaimed after a pause. ‘’This truly is the place! I don’t think we need the map anymore’’ Natty’s body shook in a negative gesture. ‘’Nope; Pinky said everyone would gather at the tallest hill,’’ she then made a pointing one, eyes quickly roving to several hills visible on the horizon and then back to Sachs. ‘’Which by the way, is right over there!’’ -‘Pinky’ was the nickname they ended giving the creature in their shared dream after both failed to recall her actual name and Natty couldn’t bring the book she remembers mentioning it in her haste to leave the village.- Sachs tried to find the hill Natty claimed as the tallest, but some movement from far on his left caught his attention instead; something moved through the tall grass already, swiftly getting deeper and deeper into the field. ‘’Hey, Nats, hey’’ he nudged at her side with a foreleg to catch her attention, which now centered on the hills. ‘’We’ve got competition’’ Natty let out a confused hum and leaned closer to him, squinting and looking at all that green grass to- ‘’Oh yeah, I see them!’’ she rose up quickly, almost jumping the moment she noted the speeding rustling. A few silent seconds followed while both tailed the movement by sight until she leaned close again, eyes kept staring ahead as she added in a doubting tone ‘’you believe’s one of us though? It could be anything from here’’ Sachs shrugged with a short hum. ‘’Dunno. You think ‘anything’ would run to the hills like that?’’ ‘’No idea,’’ was her honest answer after a longer yet similar hum in lieu of shoulders to shrug. ‘’Race to the hill to find it out. You in?’’ ‘’'course I do! What’d you take me for?’’ Sachs stood taller on his four little legs, leaning his head back slightly as if the mere insinuation he wouldn’t take a challenge were an insult. Natty nodded unimpressed, facing him with half-lid eyes and a small innocent smile that then turned into a wide mischievous grin for a split second and before the Skorupi could do as much as react, the Bounsly had already jumped off the tall root, landing crouched with a soft ‘oof’ and leaping on her feet before then rushing to the grass and disappearing from view aside from a speedy hole among the moving vegetation. Sachs hurried his way down the root, shouting a ‘’hey, not fair!’’ while scurrying into the grass in pursuit of his cheating friend, now nothing more than a bout of loud cackling from somewhere far ahead.
"Okay so! My full name is Grace Ossie Odenburg. I am from Wind Breeze village. I was adopted by Mr. and Mrs. Sunflora when I was about 3 or 4 years old. I have a knack for being a wild card when it comes to my emotions, because I can randomly become super hyper, and then the next minute, I'll be so sluggish and won't feel like doing anything!" She nodded and watched Dee's face to make sure she was listening. "Mrs. Sunflora says that I am a mix between a Goomy and a Petilil, with a little added spice of a Psychic Pokemon. She said that because of one of the moves I know currently!" She was about to show off the aforementioned move, but that was only before she heard the sound of rustling grass, signaling that something was approaching. Grace moved a little closer towards Dee out of nervousness. She was very sure another Pokemon that would join them on their quest was making their way to them, but just in case... strength in numbers. Looking up to the sky, small puffs of smoke erupted from the grass and they just grew closer and closer. "Oh no. It's a fire type..." Grace thought to herself as her antennas began to shake. Fire types were welcomed back in Wind Breeze, but many of the townsfolk harbored a small fear towards them as many of them were weak to fire types. "Hello!" Giranite cheered, hopping out of the tall grass and up on to the hill top where Grace and Dee were. Grace jumped back in fright just like she had with Dee. "Eep!" she added to her frightened reaction. He smiled brightly and looked at Grace and then to Dee. "I'm here about the dream with that... Pokemon." His smile disappeared when he saw the Petmy's face. "Oh shoot. I didn't scare you, did I? I'm sorry about that, I'm just so excited to make new friends. And to go on a quest of a lifetime with them too? That sounds like a complete dream come true." He pulled out the stick from his tail and slowly shoved it in to a patch of dirt that refused to grow any kind of plant life.
Dee quietly listened at the Goomy, whom she learned was actually part Petilil instead of simply wearing a hood that made her look like one as the Taillow first assumed. She sounded like a fairly interesting kid, the sort she’d see remembering if they got to meet each other a bit longer –even if she wasn’t still sure if she should risk doing that. She paid attention as Grace mentioned a village whose name brought a small twinge of familiarity yet couldn’t truly make a picture of it was like, and guessed she should showcase at least one of her moves too and once it’s her turn to introduce herself. But this turn never came; something distracted Grace from performing her Psychic move. Dee glanced up in the direction Grace looked and let out a small confused noise at what she saw. A thin trail of smoke, spawn out of a patch of moving grass that quickly drew closer to the hill they stood over. Without moving her sight away from it, she crouched down; wings folded at her sides and ready to take off and give the source a better look. But then she noted Grace standing closer to her from below, squeaking and frightened, and Dee made a quick change of plans. A resolve to defend her –and herself– flourished. Small sparks of electricity jumped from the yellow ends of her tail, the charge up making her whole tail rise in the air and then traveling down to her back, the plumage there standing on edge from the resulting build-up. What jumped out of the grass wasn’t a Pokémon about to attack, but a red and young turtle who… was smiling? She blinked and shifted from her threatening posture to lean back in surprise, caught off-guard by the sudden greeting and unexpected friendliness the Squirtle showed. Nothing radiated hostility as he continued by talking about the ‘dream’ and about wanting to make friends. He also apologized to Grace while planting a stick with no leaves on it whatsoever, tone sincere as far as she could tell. No hostile Pokémon apologized to those they scared, didn’t they? Just then she quickly realized her mistake; he wasn’t a threat but more like… one of them, so to say –a possible friend too? Her plumage settled back down in relief at the same time her tail drooped, no longer bristled by electricity circulating around either. ‘’Sorry, I thought you were a foe,’’ she said in an apologetic yet friendly tone, lowering her head to show her neck in a sincere display of regret in the hopes to amend her previous behavior. ‘’ We’re here for the dream too,’’ she straightened up and offered the Squrtle a smile. Before she could continue though, another bout of rustling left itself known, this time somewhere left from where the turtle emerged. The Taillow watched it approach slowly, silently wondering what to do. Dee wouldn’t make the same error again. She’d make sure of that. --- Natty’s run through the field came to a sudden stop the moment she calmed down from her bout of laughter and realized she couldn’t really see where she heading to. Turning around only filled her field of vision with grass, grass and more tall grass. Except, Natty noted upon staring up the sky as it would give her directions, there was a thin trail of smoke; a little wisp from somewhere far ahead of her that would’ve easily gone unnoticed hadn’t she looked for any sing of, well, anything other than tall grass. Like a Litten about to pounce on their unsuspecting prey, Sach’s face slowly emerged from the grass and muttered in a low yet amused voice ‘’did ya got lost?’’ Natty masked her flinch by tilting her body down a bit in preparation and turned on her heels with flair to face the smiling Skorupi with an unimpressed stare. ‘’For your information, I’m not; I was just looking at that weird smoke that came like, outta nowhere’’ to emphasize, Natty pointed at the sky with a tilt of her body and a wave of the stern atop her head. On cue, Sachs looked up in search of it and blinked the moment he spotted it. ‘’Oh yeah, there it is,’’ he frowned, tilting his head in a confusion Natty could empathize with. ‘’Weird. Think something’s burning the field?’’ Natty’s mouth set in a thin line, frowning as well in thought for a few seconds while Sachs kept looking up, just as serious. ‘’… doesn’t look like it,’’ was her eventual answer, sounding more doubtful that she would’ve liked to. She glanced up again. ‘’Wouldn’t the smoke be black and huge? This one’s so tiny…’’ She glanced back at Sachs just in time to see his face light up in realization. ‘’Oh, like a bonfire!’’ But it lasted little and he set on a frown again. ‘’But isn’t night yet. Who makes bonfires in the morning?’’ ‘’Guess we should find out, then,’’ Natty took the lead whole Sachs nodded, tailing her. ‘’Pinky said this is our gathering place, so… yeah’’ Both kept silently moving through the tall grass, eyes set on the little plume as they neared its source with cautious steps. The grass eventually shortened as they moved, finally allowing them to look beyond their faces. The source turned out to be not a bonfire as they first assumed, but a red-orange young turtle-like Pokémon near a patch of dirt weirdly devoid of any grass or plants with a lone long dead one as is sole exception. Across from them was another odd Pokémon, this one a lilac and purple-faced one with flowers growing out of their forehead and cloaked in a leafy hood. Then, above said leafy ´mon and perched on a twig from a shrub behind them, was a third one she could only faintly recognize as a Taillow, albeit yellow-chested, tiny and with a bizarrely long tail. A Taillow whose large eyes were already fixed on them with great interest and whose very long tail jerkily bobbed up and down with the weird chirping noises they were making. ‘’Haah?’’ Natty made, perplexed, at the same time Sachs said flatly despite the puzzlement evident on his face ‘’that’s no bonfire’’ Before either the Bounsly or the Skorupi could do as much as flinch, the mini-Taillow took off the twig and zipped right in their direction. But instead of attacking, however, they spun around a few dizzyingly fast times before then returning just as quickly to perch on the twig. ‘’Hello,’’ the young bird then said in a soft yet rather flat voice, as if flying like that was part of their greeting. Natty’s confusion, if anything, shot up even higher. ‘’What was that?’’ ‘’'yo!’’ Sachs said instead, with more energy than the bird and almost at the same time as her, even lifting a foreleg in a friendly greeting back as if nothing happened.
Girantie and Grace both turned their attentions to the newest Pokémon arriving to the scene. "Hi!" Giranite yelled over to them, with a wave back to the Skorupi and a very pleased smile on his face. "It's nice to meet you!" Grace shuffled nearer towards the Skorupi and Bounsly. "Hey. How's it going?" she asked, with a head tilt, wink of her right eye, and sticking the tip of her smooth, pink tongue out. "You're here to join us too, right?"
Sachs was the first to approach the other kids on the hill, a quick light skittering carrying him there. He also carried his tail in a sort of inverted ‘U’ to hide its threatening-looking tip out of their view in a seeming effort to appear friendly. Natty followed not long after, albeit slower while eyeing each of the other kids with a hint of confusion in her face. While wondering what the leafy… slug’s posing was for, she heard Sachs continue talking to them, giving a single nod and "Yup! We got Pinky's calling--" The mention of ‘Pinky’ and the fact these kids also had the dream cemented on her, shooting up her excitement again. Before the Skorupi could say anything else, she interrupted with ‘’you guys had it too? How was it like?’’ she leaned closer to them, nearly stepping into their personal space. A few gentle prods at her side had her attention shifting to Sachs, who sported a look that spoke of amusement at her antics. "Don't be rude, Nats; you planning on scaring them off?" Natty blinked, noting her position and took a couple steps back to give the kids some distance. "No?" she looked around once more, saying with a pout and a little frown "but, y’know, I thought here'd be like, more of us 'round?" At that, the little Taillow that had kept silent perked up, muttered an "I'll go check" and took off with a couple strong flaps of her wings to take lift and being soaring over all their heads in slow, lazy circles. After a bit of staring, Natty turned back down to the turtle and the leafy ‘mon first. "Anyway," she closed her eyes and stood a bit taller, before then opening them to point at the Skorupi at her side as she said "name's Natty, guy over here's Sachs"
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