The Characters
Pokemon:Umbreon
Name:Kuro
Gender:Male
Mate:Akira
Pokemon:Espeon
Name:Akira
Gender:Female
Mate:Kuro
Pokemon:Jolteon
Name: Soaren
Gender:Male
Pokemon:Vaporeon
Name:Giro
Gender:Male
Pokemon:Flareon
Name:Dakoto
Gender:Male
Mate:Haretta
Pokemon:Eevee
Name:Bracken
Gender:Male
Pokemon:Jade
Name:Leafeon
Gender:Female
Pokemon:Glaceon
Name:Haretta
Gender:Female
Mate:Dakoto
Pokemon:Sylveon
Name:Sierra
Gender:Female
Kuro's View
Kuro looked around the tree surrounded hollow. The large cave at the end of the hollow was were he and his pack called home. A warm feeling of pride and achievement flooded over him as he looked at it. He had led his pack through many battles to keep this territory.
Our rivals' strength may lie in numbers, but ours lie in the bond that each of us share. They underestimated our strength and courage, because they were many and we were few. But for now all the fighting is over, and the Eon Pack can finally live in peace.
The Umbreon glanced over to the right at the Lookout Rocks. These rocks towered as tall as the top of the cave ceiling. The tops of these rocks were barely visible through the thick foliage of the trees. There, a pack mate could keep watch from above and alert if an intruder tried to trespass without being spotted by the intruder.
Kuro stared long enough, and was able to make out the orange fur of Dakoto. The Umbreon smiled as he thought of the Flareon and his mate. Dakoto was calm, easy going, and it took a lot to rile him up; while Haretta was hot headed, quick to act, and sometimes had trouble controlling her temper. Total opposites, and yet somehow perfect for each other.
Suddenly a streak of yellow bolted out of the mouth of the cave with a brown blur trying to keep up. Kuro twitched his ear in amusement, it was Soaren and Bracken. The two pokemon would often race each other, if it could really be called racing. Soaren always kept his pace slower so that the smaller pokemon could keep up.
In truth, very few pokemon could possibly hope to keep up with Soaren. He could run nearly as fast as lightning could strike. The Jolteon was young, energetic, and spirited. He also was a brother figure to Bracken.
It was obvious that Bracken admired Soaren. He had looked up to him since the day he was found. " Poor Bracken," Kuro thought. He had been found at a very young age just inside the Eon Territory. The little pokemon had been to young to care for himself, so he had been taken in by the pack. A twinge of unease rippled through his fur whenever he thought of who Bracken's parents could be. No one had been able to figure out if Bracken's parents had abandoned him, or if something had happened to them...
But Bracken was not bothered very much by all this. He couldn't remember his parents, or even the day that he had been found. The Eon Pack was the only family that the Eevee had ever known. He had been well cared for, and held good promise of becoming a great pokemon one day.
Kuro nodded to the two pokemon as they raced past. The Umbreon then padded into the cave. Over to the left, he saw Jade sorting through various herbs and berries in a little room where she kept her medical supplies. Leafeon generally don't like to fight much, and Jade was no exception. She preferred to help heal pokemon instead of battling, but she fought well when pushed to it.
"Good morning, Jade," Kuro greeted her. The Leafeon jumped.
"Oh, Kuro! I didn't hear you come in. Sorry, I guess I was just too absorbed in my berry sorting," Jade replied. " By the way, have you seen Giro by any chance?"
"Giro? No, I haven't seen him this morning. Are you looking for him?" Kuro asked.
"Not exactly, I sent him out to find more Cheri berries. But you know how he is," the Leafeon sighed. "He's probably found something that's fascinating to him, and will stare at it for an hour or so."
"Don't worry. He won't forget your Cheri berries, he never does. Even if he does get a little...distracted," Kuro finished. Still, the Vaporeon made him feel nervous. Giro was very clever as well as curious. Kuro worried that Giro's curiosity might get the better of him one day, especially when it came to humans. While other pokemon fled from strange human things, Giro was enthralled and tried to figure out how they worked. Kuro didn't trust humans, and feared that they might trap Giro. But Giro was a smart pokemon, and the humans would have to be very intelligent to trap him.
"Distracted...that's one word for it," Jade muttered. "Honestly,sometimes I don't know what gets into him. Oh well, I don't have time to sit here and fret. There's too much that needs doing." Then she turned back and sorting through her berries.
Catching movement out of the courner of his eye, Kuro turned around to see Sierra carrying a mouthful of yellow flowers. The Sylveon took her flowers over to a patch of moss growing on the cave wall and began intertwining the flowers into it. After watching her, Kuro twitched his ear in amusement. Sierra loved beautiful things, and constantly tried to decorate the cave with various flowers, gems, or anything that she found to be beautiful. She herself was quite beautiful, and her kind personality was even prettier. Kuro guessed that her physical beauty, as well as what was on the inside, was what kept Soaren's eyes constantly straying over to her.
Kuro looked forward and saw an Espeon nibbling on a pecha berry. Sudden warm flooded through him as he looked at the pokemon that was his mate. Of all the pokemon in his pack, no other meant more to him than Akira. She was loyal, brave, and the most beautiful pokemon he had ever laid eyes on.
"Hello, my Sweet," he greeted her. Akira gazed up at him, her purple eyes shining.
"Well hello, my fearless leader. Care to join me for some breakfast?" the Espeon gestured to a pile of berries.
"Always," Kuro replied. He then selected a Rawst Berry for himself. Brushing up against Akira, he sat down beside her and began to eat his food.
A few minutes later, Dakoto strode up. " I hate to disturb you, Kuro. But a certain annoying, squawking, clumsy Honchkrow that we all know has entangled himself in a Ariados web and demands that you come see to him."
Kuro rolled his eyes and sighed. " Does he really think that I ask the Ariados to decorate our trees with their webs?"
"Apparently, and I figure we better hurry and get The Great Pancho out of it before he screams his injustice to the entire world,"mumbled Dakoto.
"Ok, let's go then" Kuro replied. "Sorry, but breakfast will have to be cut short for now," he told Akira apologetically.
"That's alright," Akira said with laughter sparkling in her eyes,"but be careful. You have to be delicate with Pancho The Great's feathers. It's very easy to damage the feathers of such an aristocratic bird as Pancho," the Espeon added.
"Yes, or he'll have my tail for it," agreed Kuro. And with that, the Umbreon followed Dakoto to free the Honchkrow.