Umbreon

The wheat fields looked like unpolished bronze in the moonlight. A Rattata paused to sniff the air. There was a hoot from a Noctowl. The rodent froze, but the noise was distant. There were no troubling scents. Hungry, he moved forward to find a stalk to eat.

He caught the scent of the Umbreon too late. The black canine leapt from the wheat, her yellow markings shining bright and deadly. She bit the rodent hard while it was stunned in fear. He squealed, but soon the Rattatta was dead.

A tractor came into the field. The Umbreon looked and smelled. Was the farmer bringing a special treat tonight? The headlights caught her in their beams for a moment, causing her eyes to shine like her markings. The voice that she heard was a human male, saying, "It is true; they are from around here!"

A stranger. The Umbreon picked up her kill and darted into the wheat. Although she wanted to hide and eat her prey, she was curious enough to stick around to see what the farmer and the stranger were doing.

"Yup, that's one of the moon dogs. They're more common around farms than the sun dogs."

"The Espeons," the stranger said. "Do you train them to do farm work?"

"Nope. A gal like that one is half-wild. Course, every now and again you get a kid or stranger who takes a fancy to them and catches one."

"So how do you get them to keep pests out of your fields and barns? She was obviously doing that. And how do they evolve anyway? They have to be happy to turn into an Umbreon."

"It's real easy to make them dogs happy. Winter's a harsh season, you see, so all the farmers around here make a shelter for the, uh, what'd you call 'em?"

"The Eevees."

"Right, Eevee. You make a house for them out by your barn; you'll get about five or ten dogs a season, depending on your house. Most of 'em are shy critters who don't want nothin' to do with humans except during the winter. But one or two will become friendly if you make sure they always have fresh water and food available. You pay some attention to the friendly ones and one day, they'll look either black or light purple. That's how you know you got one that'll stay year-round.

"I see. They must evolve because they're glad to be taken care of."

"I guess. Once you got a keeper, you just let them do their thing. They're rodent hunters, so they keep the Rattatas and such out of the crops. They're something fierce when it comes to pack territory, so they'll fight off larger pests like Poochenyas and Stantlers. If you got the mind for it, you could always teach one to herd Mareep and Jumpluffs."

The stranger then spotted her in the wheat. She held her head up, considering him. The farmer had made no move to show a treat, so would it be worthwhile to approach them?

"They're beautiful creatures," the stranger said. "They're so loyal once they accept you. That must make them a great help."

"They are." The farmer chuckled. "Still you're an odd one, Mr. Bill."

Bill laughed sheepishly. "I just love the Eevee family."

The Umbreon decided that there wasn't much of a use in approaching them. She ran off deeper into the field with the night's first catch. There would be other pests and she couldn't be distracted from her job.

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Umbreon Fire Red entry: When darkness falls, the rings on its body begin to glow, striking fear in the hearts of anyone nearby.

I always like imagining Pokemon in situations like this.