Author's Notes: Wow, more positive reviews! Thank you all for sharing
your opinions. And I'm really glad that you liked it that much,
Midnight-Phoenix.
Anyway, I'd like to apologize in advance for the rather short chapter here. The chapters in general should be seeing a great increase in length soon.
And since Quickedit seems to be just plain screwed up, I am going to go with a new format for the chapters from now on, which involves leaving the title on the left.
The Dilemma
The Ninetales paced restlessly back and forth across the clifftop, tossing her proud head and fuming silently. The noonday sun beat down upon the barren, grassy cliff, lighting her luxurious pelt in a blaze of golden light. Down below, the forest had restored its normal existence, though its sounds were oddly muted, as though the Pidgeys thought that by chirping too loudly they might bring their Mistress' wrath down upon them.
In truth, the Ninetales could have cared less whether or not the forest's inhabitants made an unseemly amount of noise. Her thoughts were far away. One of the forest's inhabitants had managed to escape with that human scum. Who knew where he was now, or what he was doing. One thing was certain, however; he was sure to be seeking some way to bring the attention of the human world down upon her little island. She almost chuckled to herself at that thought. Let them come! There was no trainer who could best her magic, escape her wrath if they set foot into her forest. No, she was far more worried about the others that might come upon hearing the news. Other Ninetales, older and more powerful than she. The brainwashed fools! They would surely try to wrest the island from her grasp, remove the curse from the forest.
The Ninetales heaved a sigh and stopped pacing, looking out over the ocean. Jeremy must be stopped! He must be returned to the island before he could spread the word of his curse. But how? Her curse would remain upon him however far he wandered, of course, but he knew that her true power did not extend beyond her own island. She could not leave it or risk its inhabitants slipping their bondage and rising up against her. She could not send one of the island's inhabitants to perform the task for her, as she could force them to do her bidding here, where her curse lay heavy in the air, but she could not force them to obey beyond its borders unless she maintained eye contact and that, of course, was impossible.
Hopelessly, she sprawled out in the sparse grass of the clifftop, placing her delicate snout between her forepaws. Why can't they just leave me alone? she thought woefully. All I ever wanted was a place of my own, free of THEM. But no, they just keep coming. Curious as Rattata and far more numerous. I cannot allow those who trespass here to escape...
Chill ocean breezes played on the empty clifftop, teasing the Ninetales' fur and toying with the grass, but she did not notice, staring fixedly at something only she could see.
Anyway, I'd like to apologize in advance for the rather short chapter here. The chapters in general should be seeing a great increase in length soon.
And since Quickedit seems to be just plain screwed up, I am going to go with a new format for the chapters from now on, which involves leaving the title on the left.
The Dilemma
The Ninetales paced restlessly back and forth across the clifftop, tossing her proud head and fuming silently. The noonday sun beat down upon the barren, grassy cliff, lighting her luxurious pelt in a blaze of golden light. Down below, the forest had restored its normal existence, though its sounds were oddly muted, as though the Pidgeys thought that by chirping too loudly they might bring their Mistress' wrath down upon them.
In truth, the Ninetales could have cared less whether or not the forest's inhabitants made an unseemly amount of noise. Her thoughts were far away. One of the forest's inhabitants had managed to escape with that human scum. Who knew where he was now, or what he was doing. One thing was certain, however; he was sure to be seeking some way to bring the attention of the human world down upon her little island. She almost chuckled to herself at that thought. Let them come! There was no trainer who could best her magic, escape her wrath if they set foot into her forest. No, she was far more worried about the others that might come upon hearing the news. Other Ninetales, older and more powerful than she. The brainwashed fools! They would surely try to wrest the island from her grasp, remove the curse from the forest.
The Ninetales heaved a sigh and stopped pacing, looking out over the ocean. Jeremy must be stopped! He must be returned to the island before he could spread the word of his curse. But how? Her curse would remain upon him however far he wandered, of course, but he knew that her true power did not extend beyond her own island. She could not leave it or risk its inhabitants slipping their bondage and rising up against her. She could not send one of the island's inhabitants to perform the task for her, as she could force them to do her bidding here, where her curse lay heavy in the air, but she could not force them to obey beyond its borders unless she maintained eye contact and that, of course, was impossible.
Hopelessly, she sprawled out in the sparse grass of the clifftop, placing her delicate snout between her forepaws. Why can't they just leave me alone? she thought woefully. All I ever wanted was a place of my own, free of THEM. But no, they just keep coming. Curious as Rattata and far more numerous. I cannot allow those who trespass here to escape...
Chill ocean breezes played on the empty clifftop, teasing the Ninetales' fur and toying with the grass, but she did not notice, staring fixedly at something only she could see.