#xauramoon

After the night of passion the two shared, Aura would become a regular Pokemon in the household.  The team would teach him about the ins and outs of rescue work.  And teaching him basic every day lifestyle things.  Things that Aura wasn’t able to learn before now.  Of course with Vance around Aura would be learning quick.

At the same time Vance learned new things about Aura.  Some secrets that the two learned together about his past.  It put a lot into perspective about why his eyes are turning red.  It put into perspective the Riolu doll that he carries.

Of course Vance had his own share of problems.  Aura found out about the four Pokemon who assaulted Vance and destroyed his doll.  It broke his heart, to hear this from his mate.  He also struggled a bit with keeping his eyes open.  He was getting better at it, his aura sense staying on each time he opened them, but the burning would persist long after, and it was more intense each time.

We pick up with the two near the hot springs, sitting and drying off after a dip.  They would practice here often, as it provided a quiet environment, free from others.  Vance sat, preparing himself.  “Alright, here I go.”  He said.

He opened them, his cloudy eyes revealing themselves to Aura.  That red tint in his eyes, they never ceased to make his heart flutter slightly.  But now it was a waiting game.  An endurance test, to see how long before he needed to shut them.

Since sensing aura was always simultaneously Ice’s strongest and weakest point, Espeon had written him up a list of tasks to hopefully improve at it. Therefore, today, he’d dragged himself out off the beaten track and sat himself down on top of a sunny hill to do a “survey” of the area.

Sounded easy, but it was actually a pain in the backside, thanks to the condition that he had to write down as much as he could figure out from every single thing he picked up on. One by one. He’d been at this for hours now and managed to fill about three and a half notepad pages.

He had a headache.

Just one or two more. Then I’ll call it a day. Hopefully this would be enough to satisfy the psychic cat. After pressing his hands to his head in an attempt to get the headache to clear just a little, he reached out again.

...Huh?

Barely five seconds in, the search was interrupted; Ice jolting as his half-shut eyes snapped wide open. He had come across something... unusual, unexpected. A wave that was equally as receptive as his own.

It felt like he’d been walking for ages with how little progress they’d made through the forest and how hard it was tell the time from the thick canopy above them. There wasn’t much they could do about it though as the only way back to Castelia City was through the wooded path. Not that it made him feel any less anxious but he still did his best to press forward despite the rustling of leaves making him flinch every so often, Audino smiling up at him and patting his side in reassurance. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too much longer before-What was that noise?!

Along the many roads leading between town and the destinations around Treasure town, a lone Typhlosion found his way walking along it.

On his back was a satchel, filled with a haul of rare stones and held items that he planned to make use of at his shop. Though this Typhlosion look wise was different from others, for from his back came blue flames, as opposed to the normal red.

Two instants passed. In one, a gate opened. In the next, the gate closed. When it did, a figure cloaked in red stood there in the opening of a forest, glancing around to see where it was he stepped foot into. A light breeze caught his cape, causing it to billow.

“Different...yet familiar. Hm.” They slowly began to walk moving past the trees and searching for some sort of path to follow. Of course, they could always make their own path, but felling that many trees would be quite...wasteful.

Not to mention, there was always a chance to run into someone or something when wandering the forest. If things got hostile, there were many ways to deal with it. There was the hope that they wouldn’t have to resort to violence, but that is never a guarantee, especially with wild animals afoot...

Bright cyan eyes cracked open at the new scent entering her domain. The crackle of dry thunder was nothing new to the small farming village, tucked away from the major towns. The closest sign of civilization was Ecruteak but that was still half a day’s travel away.

It suited the black dragon just fine, though. The villagers were kind, hard working, the knowledge shared between the two parties was hardly mutually exclusive.

She made no motion to intervene the Lucario’s travel, but she did keep an eye on him. He was hardly a species native to Johto, and few pokemon headed towards the village with such intent.