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His Mareep had run off again. A disgruntled groan left the redhead’s throat as he looked around the entrance to the desert, tentative to enter yet at the same time determined to find his brother - what if he got hurt? Eaten by the various Pokemon that are undoubtedly thriving in the sand? 

The anxiety boiled inside of him and, eventually, he took his first step into the desert - and then another, and several more, until Jamie soon realized that he had taken a few too many as he searched for his sheep. He called out Jasper’s name a few times before beginning to feel bile rise up the back of his throat - his fear soon made worse by the whipping up of a sandstorm; particles of ground up rock stinging his eyes and getting into his lungs.

                  The types of creatures that stalked and lurked about in the night have long since failed to phase him. This evening would be no different — however a particularly calm atmosphere lingered over the town and its outskirts, warding off many of those ill spirits which typically roamed. And coaxed to remain, Adrian settled upon the highest rooftop granting its best view of the stars’ luminous display.

Minutes would bypass in a blur until eventually, suddenly, a dark presence emerges. Familiar. He smiles without even sparing a glance.