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Old 05-30-2017, 10:29 PM   #26
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Originally Posted by Altocharizard55 View Post

Withering Woods


‘Something or other lay in wait for him, amid the twists and the turns of the months and the years, like a crouching Beast in the Jungle. It signified little whether the crouching Beast were destined to slay him or to be slain.’

While perhaps not the most harmonious squadron to ever step foot into an eerie forest, the trio seemed to be damn effective at forging ahead through the rapidly thickening underbrush. Thorn, the de-facto leader of the troop, seems to be quite at home in the somewhat arid forest, begrudgingly paving the way his other two party members. The three could not help but notice the deafening silence pervading the inky woodlands they were traversing, only being sparsely interrupted by the rustling of the brush beneath their feet. Buru is the first to notice the dying of the light; her eyes were not nearly as well adapted as those of her compatriots, who don't particularly seem to be affected by the change. Nevertheless, the three march on, as an acrid, smoky musk wafts through the air.

Any internal thoughts the ragtag team had were immediately cut off by a pained cry sounding off in the distance. A clearing comes into sight, at the center of it a badly beaten mammalian creature. The brown fox's now rusty, bloodstained fur is matted heavily with dirt and debris, and one of the poor thing's ears seems to be rather badly burned. A few wicked gashes stand out starkly against the white fur of its breast, a clear sign of a vicious claw attack. The poor creature weakly mewls and lifts its head, glancing at the members of your squad. It seems unable to speak, but its eyes scream unholy terror.

Lynxa's sensitive ears perk up slightly as she picks up on a low rumble in the near distance, although she is unable to detect precisely where it is coming from. The trio look at the wounded Eevee before them, taking a moment of hesitation to think... what will they do?
As the three Pokemon trudged through the dark forest, the visibility seemed to be getting worse and worse by the minute. The two Dark type Pokemon seemed unfazed by it; their eyes naturally adjusting to the darkness, but Buru the Smeargle was having a more difficult time. She didn’t want to be the cause of slowing the group down though, so she quietly followed in line behind them.

Lynxa walked with the group, but her mind was elsewhere. She contemplated her new life as a free Sneasel but how it meant that she had to do less than desirable activities like this. As she sulked, her ears perked up. There was a low rumble off in the distance, but she couldn’t tell what it was or where it came from. “Uh, guys?” she spoke up, the first one of them to utter a word since they arrived on the island. Buru glanced over nervously while Thorn pretended to ignore them. “There’s something weird going on up ahead…” she trailed off as a shrill cry erupted from the bushes ahead.

A battered and beaten foxlike Pokemon emerged from the bushes, covered in gashes and cuts. The poor Eevee looked like it had been burned as well. “You mean this?” Thorn asked, coming to a stop and looking down at the pitiful Eevee coldly. Buru rushed to the Eevee’s side to see if she could help it in any way. “There’s got to be something we can do,” she muttered.

Even still, Lynxa’s ears continued to twitch. “Actually, I think there’s something much bigger out there…” she replied uneasily. Thorn sat the bag down next to Buru, sighing before standing his ground before them. If anything happened to the two of them, he knew Gary would definitely cut off his chocolate allowance. “Just stand behind me and try not to get hurt.” Thorn braced himself for whatever may come by sprinkling a layer of Spikes at the edge of the brush and prepared himself to use Spiky Shield if he needed to.
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