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She gave the Glaceon a passing glance. You could say she was unaffected by his poor choice of wording as she maintained a straight face. "I guess the legends were true," she replied dryly. She didn't look Kyu in the eye, firmly keeping her gaze on the Absol in front of her.

They were disoriented but otherwise fine, eyes filled with mistrust. She didn't expect immediate trust. In their paws, she would feel the same in this untamed part of the region. "If you want to be less obvious, your ruse could use better work," she muttered under her breath.

She exhaled softly, inclining her head. "I am in my element here. Why else wouldn't I be here? A Glaceon would stick out elsewhere." She gave him a meaningful look as if her eyes saw right through him. Spoke of more than she willing to speak of at the time. It was then she look back at Yua, making her point clear.

"It is Aurora, if you must know. I suggest you don't linger unless you want the attention, I take it?" She quirked her brow, genuine curiosity reflecting in her eyes. "Do try not to make a mess around here if you are going to parade around like... that. I can't stop you but I am sure others lingering in this region will not be too pleased by your meddling."

The Absol's ears flickering at the note of concern.

"I know you find yourself eager to learn but do not force it. This could have killed you. You are fortunate to be compatible with the stone but what if you weren't?"

"I would spit it out-"

"You wouldn't have been able to." Yua flinched. The wisp continued on, floating in erratic circles around them. "You would have froze where you lie. Didn't you read of the consequences within the book? Or did you ignored all the warnings to prove something?"

Yua lowered themselves to the ground, ears pinned back against their skull.

"You have a long way to go before you are ready."

Yua shot up, a sudden pain in their stomach.

"I see help is here."

"Are you leaving...?" Yua stared at the wisp, saddened.

"This isn't how I wanted to meet with you again, Yua-"

"It's time for you to-

"Wake up!" Another exclaimed, the voices overlapping.

Yua's eyes shot open, a deep press against their abdomen. Then something lodged its way in their throat until -

The ice stone landed helplessly in the snow, completely intact.

"Finally."

Yua strumbled a bit, sitting up to face-

"Say something. Are you mute? Are you okay?" The Glaceon said, eyes skimming the Absol.

Heart pounding against their chest, Yua flopped helplessly in the snow.

"Keep calm. I'm not going to hurt you."

"H-Hurt me!?" They scrambled, trying to gain their footing only to fall again.

"I said not hurt you," she sighed. "There's ice beneath the snow. Hook your claws, Absol."

"It's Yua," they hissed.

They took her advice, sitting upright before clutching their head at the sudden pain.

Ice trickling from their maw, shock in their expression. That wasn't the move they were trying to use... and the more they tried to focus on it, the more it eluded them.

The move Future Sight has been replaced by Icy Wind!

Yua and the Glaceon are available for asks!

The Ask Hints have been Updated.

The Glaceon inspected the young Absol's things, curious. If she was going to help, she had to know what the young one was doing. She couldn't help but furrow her brows. This Absol should have been with their mother still, assessing their appearance with concern. She hadn't seen an Absol in this valley without a pack to stick close to or a partner to survive.

Maybe the Shaymin then…

She grimaced. The folly of the youth. Whatever the circumstance, she was here now.

And her frown only deepened at the beautifully crafted woven basket and intricate cloth that reminded her of the starry night sky.

Human-made? Even more questions with no answers in sight. They were prepared for the harsh environment she decided after she finished her inspection, a good sign at least.

She stepped back, her paw landing on a book that had seen better days. The Absol had to tried to read it because she could see claw marks etched into the paper. Some marks were deeper than others as if the Absol was engrossed by the words contained within.

Morrigan sat upon the highest perch of her territory, gaze never straying. The mountains' bitter chill was relentless, a fierce squall whipping around her. Yet she remained like a statue, a silent sentinel unfazed by the sudden shift of the weather.

"Morrigan."

She didn't turn. The melanistic Absol climbed the mountain, braved the storm to see her. She would always know the voice that pierced through the storm and allowed her to leave. He nuzzled her cheek affectionately, his warm presence settling beside her. It was only then that she realized she was cold.

"Aruna." She returned it, a small smile breaking through her stony face. "Is he asleep?" She leaned against him, slowly stretching her stiff limbs.

"Finally. He wouldn't let go of my paw. He was crying about nightmares."

Her brows furrowed. "Again?"

He nodded. "I think it is this place, Morri," he said. "I understand your need, of not wanting to leave this place, but… think of our son. Is this a normal pack tradition of yours?" Lines of worry formed creases along his eyes, the same eyes their child has. "Why not let them handle it?"

"Because they do not have this." She lifted her rear paw, revealing a book beneath it.

"Why not give it to them?"

Her gaze darkened. "They wouldn't be able to handle it on their own."

"…I thought they were dead to you."

She growled under her breath. "It is… complicated. I don't hate all of them. I hate only… some of them. Not the young ones. I can never blame them for the ignorant adults running them into ruin."

"So you do this out of obligation? Protection?"

She nipped his ear out of frustration. "Stop asking me, mate." She lapped the pain away with the swipe of the tongue. "You always do this…"

He rubbed his nose against hers with a smile. "Who would challenge you otherwise?"

"No one."

"I only want you to look at the big picture. Ask yourself, what do you want? I want to be entirely selfish. I don't care about the pack that sought to use you. I only want you and our son to be safe. But I am respecting your wishes because this is new."

"It is new… and I don't know what to do." Her voice was lost. The confident Absol who burns with fire; her flame was a mere ember in the wind. She looked him in the eye. "Should we leave?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I… don't want to leave. Yet. Give me… a few days."

"Okay." He pressed his forehead against hers. He always guided her back. Stroked the embers in a fire so bright…

"Your throne is nothing but a pile of bones. Your subjects have all fled. You are alone. A ruler of nothing. A wasteland. Was it worth it? The power you have attained?"

"Yes."

"Your fear and madness have consumed you. I don't know who you are anymore… The sun stopped shining upon this place ages ago, yet you remain. Soon, you will wither away in this desolate place as well. Is this the way you punish yourself?"

A pause. "No… I will create a sun for myself. I will create a just place for my subjects to flourish."

"But they are gone, as I have said."

"But you remain."

"But I am dead… just like the rest of them. You killed me, monarch. Your trusted friend. Your lov-"

"Don't finish." The Monarch said in denial.

"There was only one way for this to end. Destruction."

Her blood boiled; flames spewed from her maw. She turned her fiery wrath towards the one who opposed her and blocked her means of escape.

"My dear sister," Morrigan spat. Circe, her closest confidant, the one she spilled all her secrets to. Normally her sister stood tall, matching her height, now she found it hard to stand, affected by Morrigan's Pressure. A shade, a mount of white fur covered in dust and muck.

Circe had a mate of her own. She had all Morrigan could ever want and she took every opportunity she had to flaunt it in front of her. That male didn't stand by her side today. The coward. But she stood in her path all the same, legs quivering, threatening to buck beneath the opposive Pressure contained in the confined cavernous space.

"You have some nerve," Morrigan growled.

"You have it all!" Circe wailed. "Why would you ever want to leave?!"

"You all forced me to take to the altar!" Take a position she never wanted, even as a young cub. A duty she had to endure. The power, the isolation that came with it. She knew her fragile little sister couldn't handle it, being the social Beautifly that she was. "I never wanted it!" Morrigan roared.

She could hear the footfalls echoing throughout the tunnels, honing in on their location. It wouldn't be long before the others broke through the landslide and found her.

She inched forward backing Circe into a corner. "Where's your backbone, Circe? Have you lost it since your mate refuses to stand by your side at this very moment? He's a coward, just as you are."

"But sister-"

I am going to do an exercise a day with this blog so I'll do my favorite meme.

Give me a singular word and I will do a written piece on it. It'll be on the characters here or I may surprise you?

He was the fastest there ever was.

Bluebell took off, a blue comet in the sky bound westward.

That was when she decided to made herself known, a gust of icy shards, a Glaceon appearing as she stepped in the moonlit area.

"Hm... Perhaps an unwise decision if I wasn't watching them but he sure is fast." She studied the Absol splayed in the snow. She placed a gentle paw on their stomach. Still breathing, a good sign. She made a note of icy breath escaping their maw with each breath, mild surprise on her expression.

Think Bluebell! Think! Who's the closest one to a healer in these parts?!

The thought of abandoning his friend wasn't an option. Sneasel patrolled the cliffside in pairs. They have been warded off by the Shaymin's presence but he was no healer. He never inherited his mother's gift of healing.

His ears flatted against his skull. He did inherit her speed. Mother was always known for her speed. Even his eyes couldn't keep up with her at times.

He knew just the mon to help but...

Maybe... just maybe I can find him before it's too late!

Today I present you a Bluebell

>Gijinkas your Shaymin

"Oh, hello," they gave a polite wave to the Gallade. "We are a nocturnal species, you're right about that," Yua replied with a slight smile. "And well, it's okay if you didn't know much about us. We are pretty elusive, after all. I haven't seen much of my own kin outside of our yearly gatherings. But you'll be surprised to know we actually come from Sinnoh and not Hoenn! I'm sure that might have blown your mind there," they chuckled.

Then they heaved a sigh. "Holidays are very much a human made thing where I come from. My mother always told me to avoid such things growing up but I have known all about them. I always asked if we may take part in one but she was adamant about her stance on it."

"But now that I'm older and on my own, I can see the joy around this tradition! The pretty lights! The gift giving! Spending time in one's company! It's very infectious! I understand why it has stuck around all these years and I'm happy to take part of one. But..."