Werewolf Lycanroc that transforms on full moon.

"It is alright, it's not the first time I've been asked." Eris replies, it's been a while since someone had asked. "To be honest it is more because of my life than my being an Arbok.

There are stories, of Pokemon who live longer and grow larger as I have." Eris continues, it's been some time since she's talked about it. "The stories have some different details, depending on who you ask. But the stories go that ones who live to fight or fight to live sometimes gain strength beyond most Pokemon. It shows in longer lifespans and size usually.

To be honest it's seen more in feral Pokemon who fight for territory amongst themselves but there are three others I have met who have gone through it as well."

Eris smiles softly, remembering the kind old Pokemon she once knew. "The first was an Arcanine by the name of Agni, he died near the age of three hundred. The feral Feraligatr, the Lord of the Swamp, was surprised to find the big b... beast when I did. And of course... Titan."

Eris' gaze darkens for a moment before shaking it off. Getting relaxed again almost instantly. "Unfortunately beyond all that, I don't know much else about it. It's not the effects of any curse I'm sure but otherwise I'm clueless."

"Well... to be honest, I've never really danced before." Eris admits to the shiny Vaporeon, giving him an embarrassed smile. "Beyond the obvious I've never really had time to dance. For any occasion honestly."

She let's out a sigh, the thought of the forest just reminds her. It can be so draining at times, it helps remind her of her age. She shakes it off quickly, returning to the conversation in a beat. "I don't really fancy anyone here to be honest.

I more came here to relax, converse, and maybe make some friends. If anyone did want to ask me to dance, I wouldn't refuse. Especially if they're a gentleman like you." Eris gives Xander a friendly wink, it's not a bad idea. Dancing, hopefully she doesn't accidentally bump into someone with her size.