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Prompt: There is a storm coming. Whether it is a magical storm, emotional storm, a storm of nature or the end of the world. (This is part one of four in the same element).
Storm Alert
"A storm is coming," Harry said softly as he gazed at the TV in front of him, "Do you think everything will be alright Flame?"
A young Vulpix, nicknamed Flame, nuzzled its head against Harry's leg in a comforting manor from where it sat next to Harry on top of the sofa. With a soft smile filled with love for his friend Harry ran a loving hand through Flame's silky soft fur much to the happiness of the Pokémon.
"I hope there won't be any thunder or lightening," Harry said after a few minutes of silence as he continued to stroke Flame, "The thunder reminds me too much of the sounds I always heard when Uncle Vernon or Dudley came towards me...and the lightening...it reminds me so much of the thousands of spells cast that day during the final battle..."
With a heavy sigh Harry slowly found himself becoming more and more lost in his memories while absent mindedly continuing to stroke his friend. Flame watched on worriedly as his friend's and trainer's eyes stared into space, lost in an ever growing sea of depressing emotions. With a threatening growl Flame moved away from the loving strokes and bit one of Harry's fingers making the young man cry out in shock and breaking him out of his memories.
"Hey, why did you do that for?" Harry asked in surprise as he shock his injured finger, "That hurt you know."
"Vul! Vulpix, Vulpix, Vul!" Flame cried out not feeling guilt at all, "Vulpix!"
"I did it again didn't I?" Harry asked with a sigh only for Flame to nod in agreement, "I hate it when that happens...thank you Flame, your my little knight in fiery armour."
With an excited yip of happiness Flame puffed her chest out proudly causing Harry to burst out into laughter. Chuckling Harry scooped up the happy Flames and stood up.
"Well it looks like we have got a storm on the way Flame, we better go and get ready for it, knowing our luck we'll have a load of travellers and trainers knocking at our door from now until after the storm hits," Harry said as he turned to walk into the kitchen, "Any idea on what we should stock up on? The TV report said that the storms going to be a rather bad one."
"Vulpix!" Flame said as it waved its head around the in an attempt to explain.
"You think we should stock up on everything?" Harry asked, after spending so many years together Harry could easily read Flame's actions and sounds to understand what she was trying to say, "Yeah through it's a good idea I've made sure to keep us stock up on everything just in case something like this storm hits."
The rest of the walk into the kitchen was silent as Harry ran through a mental check list of the items he would need to double check he had enough of before the storm hit. He knew that at the moment it was very far away thanks to the weather report but with his partner Flame Harry decided to take no chance in this upcoming storm.
Until the next prompt...