It was my turn to guard the gates. It has been three days since Typhlosion sent the message to Serperior about their land, and there was no answer. I sat there, looking into the distance. The job was boring, but someone had to do it.
Then, I saw someone. It was casually walking towards me. Was it someone from the Grass Clan? Typhlosion and Serperior had tried to avoid each other so the two clans never got to see anyone from the other clan, besides the messengers. It walked up to me. It looked like a type of snake.
"Hello" it said. I couldn't tell if the snake was a boy or a tom boy. "I'm Snivy. Usually Treecko delivers messages but he is sick. So," He said. I confirmed Snivy was a boy. "What is your name?" he questioned me.
"I don't like talking to strangers," I said.
"Well I am here to deliver a message to Typhlosion." Snivy said.
"I have direct contact with him," It was true, for I am his daughter.
"Great! Serperior challenged your leader to a war. Give up your land or except."
"I will tell him the news." I went to find Typhlosion. I knew that my father would accept, but I needed to tell him anyway. He was talking to my mother.
"I can't wait to get the new land!" my father said.
"Always greedy," she shook her head. I liked my mother, but she always started the arguments.
"Um, Dad?" I said.
"Excuse me?" he exclaimed.
"Dad?" I said. This time, I tapped on his leg. He turned around.
"What?" he screamed.
"Be nice to your daughter," she said
"And you can't tell me what to do!" he shouted at her. He was making a commotion.
"Yes I can" she said.
"I am the leader of this clan"
"But I am the co-leader"
"I'm still more important then you"
"That is not true"
"Yes it is"
"No it isn't"
"Dad." I said. "I have news from the Grass Clan!" That peaked his interest. "Snivy, the one who told me the news, is outside to talk."
"Ok" he said.