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In the grey clouds
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Pokémon RP → In the grey cloudsMint hugs his mother and starts crying. He doesn’t want his mother to be sad “Mom, I don’t want to see you be sad. Everything is okay. Me and Mango will be okay. Everyone will be okay”
Mist sighed “one day I will find someone who will help me take care of my kids”
The Tinkaton sat down near the edge of a nearby cliff. The joy of being free! No one to control you, no one could do anything. As she sat and watched the stars rise, she couldn’t help but keep thinking. What were the voices she heard? Her thoughts were quickly cut off, however, as she noticed a rumbling from a nearby bush. Being the inquisitive Pokemon she was, Sun went to investigate, clutching her axe in her hands just in case.
Deoxys and Splash spotted the Tinkatink, they looked back at the camp… should they tell anyone? They thought- “no”- the two whispered to themselves about it for a second, Splash looked at the bedrooms, Kim was sitting by the door eating icecream with Thunder and Rey, and Stone was standing on the battlefield waiting for someone to battle. Deoxys tightened her grip on Splash, and walked to the Tinkatink.
“Hello.”Deoxys said as they sat down nearby.
The Tinkaton dropped her axe in surprise, tilting her head before picking it up once more, this time less aggressively. “Hello…?” She’d say, unsure if she could trust the two newcomers, but still maintaining her composure. “Who exactly are you? And- Is that a Legendary Pokemon?”
“Nice to meet you,” She smiled at the Pokemon, “I’m Sun-432, but you can call me Sun. Or Sunny. Or Sundown. Anything is alright with me!” The Tinkaton said joyfully. “I’m just watching the moonrise.”
“I’ve been exploring this place for quite a long time.” she lied, not wanting to reveal the truth behind the cause, “But you two are the first Pokemon I’ve met in a long time. Have you by any chance heard any strange voices coming from somewhere?” She would ask them in curiosity.
Mint gets excited “let’s go see her!” Mint flew to the forest with excitement
Mist’s four kids look at violet “oh! Hello!” They all said
The Zorua sighed, her ghostly, starry fur still swirling majestically. “And what are you?” She asked them with a hint of detachment.
Her black eyes opened with the rise of the moon. The creature stretched, her ribbons flowing gently in the wind. Seeing the stars ablaze, she once again ventured into the forest to hunt.