Chapter 4
Spring flew by the town, and it was near the end of the summer. Hopper was getting better with his flying techniques but not perfectly. The wind was carrying him and he flapped his wings, but when the wind stopped, he flopped down, belly first. The pink child help the frikathorn rose to his feet, and tried again. But, again, he flopped down, belly first again. A few tries later, he succeeded.
Kirby felt happy that his friend was now reaching up sky high, and taking flight, and reaching boldy traversing levels. But with the leaves changing to their red, golden yellow color, autumn is bound to start soon. And with autumn arriving at an early time this year, the day for the frikathorns to head back home is drawing near. And nearly the time for Hopper to be reunited with his mom. But the pink toddler didn't realize, let alone even know that Hopper's species migration day is nigh. He flapped his short arms, copying Hopper's movements and think that his feet left the ground. The two of them had a wonderful time on a breezy day.
Few days later, Hopper was alone in the dome-shaped house, having the longing and pain to be reunited with his mother, he liked his caretaker a lot, but for being trapped away from family and friends, it would make one have the urge of longing. Hopper sighed and started to weep, wishing for his mother to be here right beside him. He looked outside the window and saw a few frikathorns about to take flight back home. He wondered if his mom was one of them in the flock, and he felt the urge to leave without saying goodbye to Kirby. But he knew that would be heartless for him to do that. So he had no choice, he left the house and searched for the pink child, it didn't take that long and he flew down to him, eyes full of sorrow. Kirby was puzzled.
"Poyo?" he asked.
Hopper hugged Kirby and waved goodbye. I gotta go, friend. He spoke to himself as if he was talking to the kid. Thank you so much for looking after me. I'm gonna miss you.
In a quick blink of an eye, Kirby knew it was goodbye. He started to weep as he hugged his creature friend back, and petted him on his kangaroo-like pouch. Hopper then flew off and caught up to the other flock of frikathorns, He chittered goodbye once again before flying off into the red-orange clouds.
Author's Note: Sooo sorry for not working on this and for super duper short chapter, I have writer's block like I said. But there's one more chapter left! And that's the epilogue! And prepare for another Pokémon story that has nothing to do with the one that I am working on! I haven't though of a title yet, but if you could suggest me one in the reviews, I will PM you and think if it's perfect of decent or not enough. And Frostwind's Destiny will temporarily be on hold because I need to finish the prequel, Rise of NightClan before I can continue. And there will be another Pokémon title that takes place in the human world! Haven't though of a title for that either, but I will think of something. Any who, enough of me blabbing. "See" you all next time!
Luv- KWF122