On a clear summer night as the moon shone full through the leaves of a forest, a summer breeze brushed softly through the tree branches that reached towards the stars. At the foot of the tallest tree slept a pokemon. The Ninetales was larger than most. Its fur gleamed gold in the soft moonlight. In the folds of the pokemon's tails a young girl was in a soft slumber. She was small in size and her face was a sickly white color. The girl's clothes were dirty, with stains that looked like dried blood and grime. Her long brown hair seamed to flow into the pokemon's tails.
The Ninetales opened its red eyes and gazed up at the stars. It wanted this moment to last forever, its partner safe and resting peacefully, to feel this calm for the rest of its days. The call of a Hoothoot echoed through the trees breaking the spell. The young girl startled awake, and unwound herself from the soft fur of the Ninetales.
"We've wasted too much time." She said as she stood up. She gathered her backpack as Ninetales rose from its resting place. She pulled down the sleeves of her black jacket, covering the pale white scars that crisscrossed down her arms. She hoisted herself on to the horse sized pokemon with ease. Ninetales turned towards the dark forest path reluctantly. Though the girl tried not to show it she longed to stay frozen in the forest like Ninetales had. But she whispered,
"Come on we have to go." Ninetales took off down the dirt road its huge paws pounding on the ground, and the two were soon swallowed by the shadows of the trees.