[ @askthehoenngods ]

"These are Psychic Gems. They're not that common around this area, so I hired Violet to fetch these for me during her scavenging." "I need these gems to conduct a study on them to see how much psychic energy is in these gems. Plus, it would help out other psychic Pokémon enhance their abilities with these gems." "Now about these gems getting into the wrong hands, don't worry. I have these gems enclosed in a secret location that anyone can't get into."

"Though you look like the type that only gets on edge for a reason. And it sounds like this place is a bit more than just a wild forest. What's up with this place exactly?" Linda asked.

"What sort of things are out here that makes it so dangerous?" She asked while looking around. "Might consider getting something to take home with me."

Having to talk about those hellish threats never failed to make Mune felt sick, but sometimes it has to be told to more mons. In the other hand, she was confused of the sudden increase on the number of visitors in that forest. Unique ones indeed. She looked up, also trying to process what kind of mon she's talking to.

"Thing have been chaotic for years. Ambushes, attacks, kidnappings... They said these demons only attack at night, when they blend the best in it. If I had to summarize on what's up with this place..."

Mune knew that these events did not just take one's life, but also shattered the trust and love towards each other in this arcsaken cursed home. It angered her deeply, especially remembering the unfair treatment she constantly received from others.

Silvan thought about that for a moment. It was true they were a form of royalty, but…

“Thank you for seeing that,” Silvan’s chest puffed up a little with pride as they sat, prim and proper. “I have not yet earnt my title, but when I do, it will be ‘Ruler’. For now, ‘Silvan’ is just fine.”

The tiara in question, they picked up and showed it to Alphonse. Even in the light of the forest, it glittered and sparkled. If one was sensitive to it, the power within it would be easy to detect. 

The dragoness understands why smaller mons choose to run away from her, it's the smart thing to do when you sense a predator.

But at the same time, she can't help but find the reactions from those that stay like this eevee cute. So much so that she held back a giggle as she crouched down to make herself less intimidating.

Linda straightens her self up a bit as she swings her tail back behind her.

"So what brings you to Mt. Silver? Are you looking for something too?"

The purple mienshao looks amused as she raises an eyebrow at Alphonse's statement.

"What, was one of them that order or something?"

"Hey! A god such as yourself is free to ask me anything. But the answer is pretty simple. He didn’t impress me. Quite the opposite in fact." She stated nonchalantly.

"So of course, the best way to find a mate like that is through combat. Not much more to it than that." The mienshao explained as she slid the corpse to the side with her foot.

[ @ask-faceted-gods ]

The mienshao seemed to miss the latter part of the ghost's inquiries as she turned around with a tired, annoyed, almost even bored look on her face. Like she's had this conversation many times before.

"Listen, if you’re trying to make me feel bad for killing someone. You’re wasting your breath." Linda stated bluntly. Folding her arms under her chest. "I’m a carnivore. You know, a meat eater. And I’m a big girl that needs to eat just like anyone else. Not only that. This is the wild, mons die every day out here." She explained as if this was common knowledge that the ghost type should've already known.

"A liepard doesn’t worry about the life of a patrat it’s eaten, a pidove doesn’t think about the feelings of the sewaddle it’s picking apart. And I’m not going to lose sleep over prey either. It’s just how things are." She said matter-of-factly before turning her attention back to the druddigon. 

"Also, who said anything about cooking?" The dragoness asked rhetorically as she crouched down to place a hand against the body of the corpse and grab the wrist with her other. And begins pulling the arm to the sound of cracking joints and bones.