So, I am going at it again, hopefully this will be a bit better than the last xD

Sorry about the delay

After the dream, I still had troubles sleeping, tossing and turning all night, I just couldn't rest, and eventually I found myself sitting in the bed, staring at the wall of the cave. He was right, it did get very stuffy in here, but he seemed to be okay with it. I tried to deal with it, but the less occupied I became, the more hot air got to me. It wasn't long before I found myself crawling through the crevice and breathing the air of the mountain. I went over to an edge of the mountain that was actually flat, and I sat down on a small patch of cool grass, looking out on the stars, and the clouds out on the distance.

For some reason, I felt like I had never seen them before, but maybe that's just because I forgot. As I looked along the constellations, I recognized a few, but couldn't name them, which frustrated me more than the stuffy air. Why can't I remember anything? Why did it have to happen to me? Why did I have to be separated from anybody who would know who I was? The questions added up through the night, but the answers didn't come. Except for one, Marran. That was the only answer than had come, but it came to the least important of them all, the question of my name. I could go by anything, so my name didn't matter.

Perhaps my name was a key of some sort? I doubt it, but then again, I would doubt the chance of me waking up in the middle of a forest with only an exiled Quilava to help me.

As I continued to question myself through the night, I slowly felt my eyelids getting heavier, and I squeezed my way back through the passage. The sun still wasn't up, so I assumed it was still acceptable if I slept, and if it wasn't, I was too tired to care at the time that I found the bed that had been assigned to me…

It wasn't Layan's consistent shaking of me that woke me, it wasn't the time I had been sleeping, which had already surpassed noon, but it was a drop of water that landed directly inside of my ear that had awakened me from my slumber.

I instantly shot up and shook my head, eventually leaning to the side, hoping the water would drain out, letting out a small growl.
"You are telling me I have tried to wake you for the five minutes, I even pushed you out of bed, only for a drop of water to wake you up?" Came the voice of Layan.

As I looked at him, his eyes were narrowed, and his mouth was in a slight frown, a face that asked the question of "Are you serious?"

"Seems like it," I looked around, and I had found out that he had done more than drag me out of the bed, I was almost on the other side of the room. I heard the pounding of rain on the mountain, and there was a trickle of water pouring through the crevice, and ending at the other side of the room, where for some reason, it was not pooling. I came closer to it while Layan rambled about something, I don't really know what, because I wasn't paying attention, and I looked to see that the water was going down a small crack in the wall, "Does this open up to an underground lake?" I asked

"What? Have you even been listening? Ugh, just, whatever, it probably does, but I was saying that I would prefer if we stayed inside today," He looked a little frustrated.

"Why? A little rain is not gonna kill you," I replied.

"That's arguable, apparently you have forgotten that people have been knocked out by a stream of bubbles before," He replied, backing further from the water as the rain came down harder.

I had to hold back a laugh, being knocked out by bubbles? Really? That sounds so pathetic. "Really?" I asked him.

"Yes, if they are strong enough, and if you have a weakness to water-type moves, they can, and I have a weakness to it," He replied, inching further from the entrance.

"It can't be that bad, I mean, it's just like, water," I argued, wow I sounded stupid when I said that.

"Fine, go check outside, I assure you it's more than just "Water"," He replied, saying water with a bit of emphasis.

So I did, I walked toward the crevice and pulled myself through, being splashed all over by water on my way out. When I looked out onto the horizon, I could find no sun, it looked like it was evening, not the afternoon. "Geez it's dark out here!" I yelled, hoping he could hear me.

I waited for a moment, but when I heard no response, I assumed he didn't hear me. The ground was sodden and muddy, and it splashed up my legs. It was frustrating to walk around as my feet sucked into the ground, and I almost tripped on my tails, my feet were making noises that sounded pretty disgusting. As nasty as the area was, I couldn't help but feel more comfortable out in the rain than in the cave, I didn't even notice the cold. Of course, I felt fine until a crack of lightning came down and hit a nearby tree, which made my ears ring and startled me for a moment. Deciding that the weather was not exactly the greatest at the moment, I finally came into the cave again.
"Told you it was uncomfortable," Was the first thing Layan said.

"I didn't say it was uncomfortable?" I said with a questioning tone.

He sighed, "Whatever…"

"Okay, if it wasn't as bad as it was outside, I would drag you out there, but seeing as you apparently have some issues with water, I guess you will be safe for now," I said, teasingly.

"Ha! You drag me out there? You couldn't move me if you tried!" He laughed.

"Do you want me to show you? We are about the same size," I commented.

He looked like he was going to say something along the lines of "Go ahead and try," but he just looked at me and fell silent for a moment, "I am assuming by now you would be hungry?"

I hadn't really paid attention to the need for food, but as he said those words I felt my a pang of hunger go through my body, and I nodded

"Okay, I have just the thing, or things, whatever," He said as he picked up a bag of berries he had left in the corner.

"I am not entirely sure what you like, so just try them all, and eventually we'll figure it out."

Point of View: Layan

The guy was a picky eater, that's for sure. Of all the berries I had, he only really liked ones with restorative properties, like Sitrus or Oran.

The rain was still going down, normally it's not very long, but it is hard. This time, it's a mix of them, a long thunderstorm bent on drowning the plains. "It still hasn't eased, normally it goes away after about thirty minutes here, but apparently this one doesn't like that pattern."

"Thirty minute storms? That doesn't seem normal," The Buizel commented

"Perhaps where you came from, it was different, but normally, they just come down hard and fast here," I said, giggling immaturely as I leaned back in my bed.

There weren't a lot of reasons why I hated water to be honest, just that I was weak to it, and I hate the cold. If it was hot water, I probably wouldn't mind it so much, but rain was not exactly hot, so I just avoided it.

"So, what are we gonna do all day?" Asked the Buizel.

I didn't really think of that. For my last two years I have been searching for someone, anyone, to keep me company, but when he asked that question, I was confused.

"I have never really thought of that," I sighed.

"Three years alone leaves you with some bad social skills, I guess," He commented, chuckling.

It was true, I probably couldn't socialize with half the Pokemon at the village, if I was allowed to, anyways, "Well, there is something you are right about."

He tried to reply, but then the wind started to pick up, making whistling noises across the crevice, and the water began to pour in even harder, I haven't really seen this bad of a storm before, what was going on outside?

"It's getting bad out there, I haven't really seen a storm that put this much water in here before," I commented loudly, backing away from the water again.

"Want me to go check outside?" He yelled back.

I was willing to bet that it was too dangerous outside at the moment, "The winds have already picked up, if you can't hear the crevice whistling!" I added.

He nodded, and pushed his bed away from the stream that was increasing in size. It was still draining thankfully, but I don't know how much longer it would. I lit the fire on my back in an attempt to keep warm.

"Woah! Your back is on fire!" He yelled, backing up.

I mentally facepalmed, but remembered that he wasn't too used to everything anymore. "That's what my species can do, including the past and future evolutions of it, we have spots on our back that allows us to make fire," I explained.

"Evolutions?" Welp, there goes my silent praying that he wouldn't ask that question.

"Whenever Pokemon gather enough experience in battle, they would turn into their next evolutionary form, if they have one. For example, I would turn into a Typhlosion, and you would turn into a Floatzel. To be honest, I don't really want to evolve again, but I know it's for my own good."

I had never really wanted to look like a Typhlosion. I don't know why I was so appearance conscious about it, but I just think it looked too… big.

I probably sound stupid.

We sat in silence for a minute, then two, then ten… Eventually the wind died down, and the rain didn't come as hard.

"I am going to go check outside," Said the Buizel, as he stood up, and walked toward the crevice.
I guess there was no harm in it now.

I saw him squeeze through the crevice, and disappear from sight. I sat in silence once more, I hate rainy days, they get as boring as hell.

"Layan! I don't know what this thing is!" I heard him yell.

Great, I had to come outside. "On my way!" Is what I yelled back.

I stepped near the crevice, still having water leak through it, and I went through it. The water splashed around me as I came out on the other side, and I figured out what he didn't understand, something that made me glad I was living in a cave on the side of a mountain, "The eye…"

"Eye of what?" He asked.

"The eye of the storm, thankfully, this storm isn't as bad as they come," I muttered, "Let us get back inside, before it gets bad again." I said, squeezing back in as water splashed around me.

He popped in a few seconds afterwards, and looked at me in question.

I started up my fire, and began to explain to him, "I should have known this, but it isn't a normal old storm. It's a hurricane, or at least it used to be one, it has probably degraded in power since moving pa-" That's when I realized.

The village would have taken full force of this storm, while inland and higher up, I was hardly hit by it, but could I even help them? Better yet, would they accept my help?

"Since moving?" Asked the Buizel.

"Since it moved inland from the village!" I yelled.

Hoping to move it along a bit here, don't forget to put suggestions/critiques/tips/pretty much anything to help me be a better writer in the reviews. Even reviews saying why I am good/bad/meh would be appreciated, bai! Also, I will gladly accept any characters for the village. Unless popular opinion states that we don't go to the village, whichever.

Also, if I am going somewhere you don't like with the story, PM me, and I will see if I agree, or if you are just a lil crazy. :P