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ANOTHER MAJOR BROTP.

Sabine will look up to Faye tremendously, which hopefully doesn’t intimidate the poor Champ too much! Expect her to get starry-eyed around her ‘n stuff.

She admires just about everything about Faye; from her incredible skill as a Trainer to her humble and kind personality. One day, she wants to become a Champion like Faye and perhaps influence younger aspiring Trainers like she once was.

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   "Thanks," Danny told the Elite Four member he'd been talking to. He'd been wanting to meet up with the Champion, but he didn't seem to find the time. Though with all the time the holidays gave him, he felt as though he finally could spare the time. The Guide had asked an Elite Four member if they had a challenger today- they told him no, so he assumed the Champion was free today.

   When he finished walking through the League, he knocked on the Champion Hall's door, though he doubted the large doors would make any noise if they were hit. Either way he carefully opened the door, peeking his head in to see if the Champion was in her 'throne'. He meant it metaphorically of course, he didn't know if the Champion placed a throne in her Hall. Noticing the young trainer, he spoke up.

A rush of excited whimpering, and dashing feet filled the massive Pokemon ears, as they twitched about upon its head. Head turning to the direction that numerous Pokemon within the garden were scampering in. A whirlwind of joy, and energy seemed to flow through the entire land, and Xerneas felt a shiver race down its spine, as all of the emotions of every living being within its domain consumed its senses. Its antlers beginning to glow in anticipation with all of the buzzing, and racing, as it tried to tame the storm that ran through its body to focus on what had all of the Pokemon in such a fuss.

A trainer. Xerneas could sense her at the base of the garden, and all of the Fairy type Pokemon within the Heather Fields were racing right to her. It was strange, but with her, Xerneas could sense the presence of two powerful, and deeply bounded fairies. Of beautiful Pokemon who cared deeply for this woman, and in the manner in which the Pokemon reacted to her, she must have come here before, for they were never so kind to strangers. Though, Xerneas had not met this woman yet, it found itself curious, and felt the overwhelming excitement that radiated off of the other Pokemon boiling within itself.

Pulling itself from the plants it had been tending to, it slowly followed after the steady stream of small Pokemon. Careful not to step on any of them, and lowering its head to scoop the slower ones onto its back to give them a lift to their destination. Easily carrying their weight on its lean, but towering body. Earning a few yips, and yelps from the joyful Pokemon, as they squeaked their tales of this woman to their protector. Apparently she had a habit of feeding them, and that was more than enough to woe some of the Pokemon here.

Swaying through the garden that it knew so well, Xerneas weaved its way in the woman’s direction. Spotting here near the garden’s gates with a handful of young Pokemon already gathered about her feet. Begging for treats, and attention. But all of them scattered when they spotted the dear. Shifting out of the way to wait on the sidelines while their leader headed towards the trainer they adored so. Each one singing praises for her.

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moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

While Draze does tend to be prideful of himself that especially shows to others, he actually has a pretty low opinion of himself when all is said and done. He doesn’t think he’s worth much of anything or that he can do much right. He just takes pride in what he does know.

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

Home tends to be a lot of places. Wherever his Pokemon are, or simply his family in general, he’s at home.

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

Lifting her nose from the dirt, Enyo’s snout pointed towards the sky. A low growl formed within her throat, as heat formed upon her tongue. Lips pulling back to reveal her massive fangs, as her claws struck the earth beneath her feet, slamming down upon the body at her paws. Shredding the flesh still clinging to the bone, as she dug her nails into the corpse with a growing anger. Tongue flashing across her jaw, mixing saliva with the blood that still clung to her mouth. Sucking the scent that drifted on the wind into her very lungs, It was faint, and she had barely caught it over the stench of the Pokemon at her feet, but it was there. She knew this scent. Recalled it only vaguely in her mind from more years ago than she could count, but even so she recognized it. She would never forget a scent.

The shifting of rock around her tore her attention away from the smell, and she turned her head to the right. Tail wagging, as a low whine extended from her throat, as a man worked his way over the rock to the Pokemon. Sliding down the short incline to where the beast stood in the mountains. A tall shadow behind him, and a golden fox at his side, as he walked over to her. Extending his hands, and running his fingers through her fine fur. “Good work.” The simple praise was enough to make the Houndoom wiggle her body in joy, as she stepped off of the Pokemon, kicking its body with her back paws, as she closed the distance between herself, and her trainer. 

Beside him Helios stirred. His tails flaring up, as he lowered his head. Fur on edge, as he looked past the canine. Enyo whimpered loudly, shoving her nose into the fur upon the Ninetales’s neck, as she pushed him back. Nearly knocking him onto Thanatos when she forced him back. The Gengar springing out of the way, as a series of complaints passed through his mouth. None of which either Pokemon had any mind to listen to.

“Tell me, what do you smell?” He knelt down, taking hold of Helios to prevent the poor creature from getting pushed into the ledge by Enyo. “Are there more curious onlookers?” He shifted his fingers through Helios’s fur, rubbing his back, as he looked at Enyo, Her intense eyes left his, as a snort fell from her mouth. “No? Something more interesting then?” She flicked her tail at him, turning away from her trainer, and starting to walk away.

“Very well.” He shoved himself back onto his feet. “Helios, will you track down the intruder in her place?” The fox’s ears twitched, and he slipped out from Cerberus’s hold just in time to doge the incoming teeth that snapped the air where he had been seconds ago. Powerful jaw opened, as a terrible snarl came from the Houndoom’s body. Thanatos came to Helios’s side, eyeing the enraged Houndoom, while trying to keep the two Pokemon from fighting.

“So, it’s something that interesting?” Cerberus mused, stepping between his Pokemon. “You two go, and make sure all of our unwanted guests have been dealt with. I believe Enyo, and I have one final person to greet.” Helios, and Thanatos vanished as soon as the command was given, leaving Cerberus with a very angry, and very upset Houndoom.

“Will you lead me?” Huffing, the Pokemon turned around, and began marching in the direction of the scent. The mountains were vast, and difficult to scale, but he knew them well, as did his partner. Her powerful legs easily gliding over the rock without concern for her human partner, who pursued her with a skilled ease. Leading him down a twisting path that brought him to a ledge, and beneath that ledge he spotted a face that had only haunted his dreams the past ten years. 

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No matter how many times Draze entered Heather Fields, he always got lost in it.

Well, to be far, it was a maze, and he wasn’t the first, or be the last to get lost within the vast garden, and if he needed to, he got plenty of Pokemon that could just simply fly over it. But he wanted to take a walk, and god be damned lost or not, he’ll find his way out of it. He always did.

Whistling to himself, a pitch black earbud within his ear, hip hop music filling his head, the Elite Four member meandered on, hands stuffed within his pockets. As he was turning the corner, he felt something hit his chest, and looked down.

Lo and behold, the Champion had collided with him.