erm... (day 4)
Zardtodileon groaned, sprawled out on a bed of sharp rocks. His whole form ached, and not only due to the points pressing into him. images flashed past his dazed mind, of the previous day's events.
I... I couldnt stop them... he groaned inwardly. they wouldnt listen... a faint tickling irritated his ear, and he flicked it absently. his ear continued to be irritated, and he finally opened his eyes, coming face to face with a shaggy Growlithe.
He suppressed a yelp, as the Growlithe asked, obviously having trouble speaking, Zardto..dileon? Arre you okay? its black nose twitched slightly as it talked. It leaned back, and sat on its haunches, a profoundly confused look on its face, as Zardtodileon sat up, and stood up, turning to face the Growlithe.
Who are you? he asked, suspiciously. His markings glowed, his gaze focused directly on the Growlithe.
i'm... The puppy Pokemon paused, seeming to look inside itself for a moment. I... don't know who I am. All I know is that your'e a Zardtodileon. Its ears flicked back slightly, as it was obviously trying to remember who it was, even if it had had a name in the beginning.
Well, you are correct, I am Zardtodileon. he paused, looking around him. Surrounded by a vast, seemingly endless plain laden with golden grass, and other weed-like plants, he had managed to be deposited in the only painful place in miles. he picked outa sharp rock that had burrowed into his fur, frowning slightly, as if he had forgotten somehting.
He turned to the Growlithe, and almost Tackled it, saying blandly, Where is Emma, Growlithe?
Growlithe gave him a blank look, and looked around. er.. there isnt a Growlithe here, mate. I'm not a Pokemon. And who is Emma? its ears were cocked, its muzzle wrinkled a little, in confusion.
This time, Zardtodileon actually did tackle the growlithe, and hung over it, claws digging into its thick fur. Where... he rasped, his voice savage with snarling at the same time, Is Emma, Growlithe!
Taken by surprise, the Growlithe was tackled to its back, and the wind was knocked out of it. wha-? it gasped, winded. It snarled in return, at the larger Pokemon on top of it. I told you, I don't know who Emma is! it said, small fangs gleaming. An orange glow shone from behind its teeth, and it jerked its head up, and used Ember right in Zardtodileon's face.
Gaah! Zardtodileon recoiled, stepping away from the Growlithe, embers singing his fur. Growlithe rolled away, and got to its paws, hackles raised, snarling.
Zardtodileon shook the last embers off itself, and leapt at Growlithe, claws extended.
Dust rose, billowing out and around the two pokemon, as the clawed, bit, and snarled at each other.
"what the..." a voice said, head barely poking out of the long grass. It shuffled forward, having trouble through the grass, until it stood on the edge of the flattened grass, and just out of the dustcloud.
Hey! she shouted, trying to stop the fighting beasts, but without getting involved. The Growlithe and Zardtodileon continued attacking each other.
Fine... the small pokemon grumbled to itself after it became apparent that neither was going to back down, even though the Growlithe was taking a massive beating.
STOP FIGHTING! The new pokemon cried, and sent what she thought was a Leer at the Pokemon.. only a tingle of sparks surrounded her, and shot toward both duelists, seperating them, a thin strand of Thunderwave entrapping them.
Growlithe glared at her, and tried to move its head to Ember her.. .but found he was unable to move his head, let alone use a special attack.
Zardtodileon was less affected by it, and stronger than the Growlithe. Inching his head up, he glared at the newcomer, and if his jaw couldv'e dropped, it would've.
The Dratini-esque pokemon looked from Growlithe to Zardtodileon. It released the electrical bindings on Zardtodileon, and looked at him suspiciously. What's going on, Zardtodileon? she asked, glancing at the bleeding and bruised Growlithe.
Zardtodileon's markings glowed furiously, as he cast his eyes down, almost instantly flicking them back up to the strange Dratini, as the Dratini in question glanced to the sqirming Growlithe, the bindings starting to wear off.
with a crackle, the Growlithe broke free, and bounded towards the Dratini, completely ingoring Zardtodileon.
The dratini made a 'huh' noise, and whipped its blazing tail around, slamming it into the leaping growlithe's head, sending it grinding to a halt in front of a huge tan paw.
eep. the Dratini said, looking up at the owner of the paw. A huge Arcanine shadowed the growlithe, who looked up, and similarly 'eeped'.
The Arcanine looked from Zardtodileon, lingered over Dratini, and then looked down onto its spawn. and what... it asked, eyeing the battered pokemon that was cowering slightly under the gaze of its mother, Did you do this time?
Zardtodileon spoke up, noticing the look that the Arcanine had given the strange dratini.
Uh, that would be half my fault - I thought he had done something to my freind, Emma. I refused to believe him, and I inadvertantly provoked him, and... yeah. he shrugged, looking from the creamy gold and flame orange striped, flametailed Dratini, to the Arcanine.
the Dratinine (for that is what she was) butted in, before Arcanine could say anything. But.. Zardtodileon.. I am Emma.