There was an uncomfortable silence throughout the forest. At least at night there was. Recently, the other tribes that ruled the different fractions of the forest have been acting up. Stealing prey, trying to take territory away, that kind of stuff. It was also the season when heat waves occurred often. Every pokemon stressed on these hot days, expect the Ninetails Tribe. They especially have seen a weakness in other tribes, attacking the tribes' camps.
But this story is about 4 pokemon, each one in the different tribes. An Absol named Whisper, known for her sudden stealthy attacks, A Ninetails named Pawprint, known for being the smallest Ninetails, A Vaporeon named Stream for it's softer, weaker water attacks, And a Zoroark named Dread for having the most deadly combat techniques. These 4 pokemon seem not a huge threat, but they would change the tribes history, so let's start from the beginning.
"What are you talking about, Flash? Enemy Ninetails attacking OUR territory?!" Whisper boomed at Flash the Absol. "I-I know we need to defend, but they have their advantages in this kind of season, W-Whisper mam." Whisper growled, "Curse those mangy excuses for canines. We need a plan to scare them off." "Yes, but how do you suppose we actually get a plan in action?" "We send em running."
"Great job spying Pawprint. So the Absol Tribe is going to attempt to scare us using a fake sign from The Great Stars?! Hah, those Great Stars are already dead. They NEVER send signs!" "Yes, I know they don't Ruler Sun, but they might scare prey into the Vaporeon's territory," Pawprint nervously replied. "True my darling, but a little fake sign ain't gonna scare me. Lets flip this minor situation out. Instead of the Absols setting a trap, we set our own."
Stream was holding a Drilbur in her mouth. It may not be much, but it was food. They could use the steel drills for evolving to their next stage, as their leader calls it. Stream noticed Rain laying down alone in the camp. "Hi Rain. Did you have a nice day?" Rain sat up and replied, "For once I finally do. No Eevee kits tripping over my poor old bones." Well that's great news to hear, do you want this Drilbur?" "You can't turn down an offer for free food, even if its scrawny." "Sorry, you know. Dry season. The prey come in large numbers, but their food dries up." "I'm not as old as I look," Rain snorted back. "Of course not, I'll give you some private time."
"Dread! Come back this instant!" "Uggghh, Gray, I'm not going to cut a tree so it falls over, or slash my prey to pieces, and, oh! Almost forgot! Never destroy our property! I thought that I should grab some prey to HELP our tribe SURVIVE," Dread yelled at Gray. "Yes, but you can't just run off into the forest alone." "Gray, no offense but, I'M THE MOST FREAKIN AWSOME ZOROARK HERE. I CAN DESTROY/HUNT/NOT BREAK RULES ON MY OWN!" "You forgot rule #4, NEVER RUN OFF WITHOUT TELLING." "I told the leader." "And so you don't tell your own mother?!" "Apparently not. Now LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Hope u like/love my writing so far! If its to short, I'll make sure to fix it. I'm purposely trying to make cliffhangers. Just so you know!