A Quiet Moment

A quiet moment hung in the forest. Well, as quiet as a forest can get anyway. The rustling of plant life and the cries of other forest dwelling Pokémon buzzed serenely in Leafeon's green ears.

She sat calmly in a small patch of sunlight, photosynthesizing peacefully with a small Eevee nestling at her belly. Her mate out looking for food for the small family.

The air she cleaned pumped through her pup's young lungs, keeping him healthy in his first few days of life, his egg hatching not but three days ago. Leafeon licked his head affectionately, having fell into the motherly role quiet easily.

She sighed happily. Everything was perfect.

'Yes,' she thought, 'nothing can ruin this quiet perfect moment.

If only she could have known that things were about to go so very wrong.

Maybe she wouldn't have been running for her life, her pup's scruff held tightly but firmly between her jaws, fleeing with the other Pokémon who, just hours earlier had been singing happily in peace.

Maybe she wouldn't be frantically searching for her mate who, unbeknownst to her, was dead.

Maybe she wouldn't be left alone with no home, no mate, and a pup to provide for.

Funny how a small family and a quiet moment could be so completely and utterly destroyed by a single careless trainer and an unattended campfire.