Re: Journey from the Valley [RP]
Yuri and Isla (Pikachu and Leafeon)
So much for a quick nap, Yuri thought with a sigh as she listened to the group talk. It was obvious that they needed to move on, but Bladestrike didn't want to leave. He wanted to wait awhile, but Yuri couldn't keep her cheeks from sparking angrily when the Glaceon told him to 'tough up'.
Isla let out a small growl as well at the Glaceon's words, and narrowed her eyes at the ice-type. She had felt the hostility that seemed to rise when she had spoken to the Eevee evolution, but she had ignored it. However, she knew Yuri would only let the newcomer say so much before she receive a tongue lashing from the sometimes irritable Pikachu.
“We should just leave him—there’s no guaranteeing that he’ll come back, anyway. He’s not one of us.” The Glaceon put emphasis on ‘us’.
It took Yuri a moment to realize that it was Gladewing that the Glaceon was talking about, not Bladestrike, but the Pikachu still felt a stab of irritation.
"I'm not one of you, either," she growled, cheeks sparking. "Should I just leave and save you all the trouble?"
Isla stared at the Pikachu. She knew that Yuri could be irritable, but she had never seen the cheerful Pikachu in this bad of a mood before. Perhaps it was the lack of sleep, or maybe that the Pikachu was upset that she and Torin were running out of things to heal the injured. Either way, Yuri was in a bad mood, and it seemed that mood was only getting worse.
"You shouldn't talk like that," Isla spat at the Glaceon. "One of us or not, he's trying to help. We'd be foolish not to let the young Scyther try his best to help."
Flash had finally reached the cave, but he realized sadly that there were no Pokemon taking shelter there. He sighed and stared into the somewhat large cave, before hesitantly scenting the air to make sure no Pokemon lived there that could injure him. The smells overwhelmed him, there were so many scents clinging to the walls of the cave, but they were a few days old.
Wait, he thought in surprise, scenting again. Isla? She's alive?
The familiar scent seemed to comfort the injured Flareon. He and Isla hadn't been close at all - he had always made fun of her for her strange coloring because it was unlike any normal Leafeon or even any shiny Leafeon that lived in the Valley, but he knew the Leafeon well enough to know she wouldn't travel with a group unless they, too, were from the Valley.
Determined to catch up with them, the Flareon turned away from the cave and began to run. Well, run as well as he could with his limp, but he knew he would be able to catch up soon. The scent was stale, but not by much, and he assumed some of the travelers were injured as well, meaning they would probably stop to rest and drink as frequently as they could.
He was nearly bursting with joy. He had finally found some Pokemon from home.
(OOC: Seems like Yuri and Isla have already decided they don't like Snowsong's attitude. *singsong* Drama, drama, drama.)
Credit to Dylan for the avvie and banner. :D