029 [VIDEO]
[ Dawn's outside, her breath steaming in the cold air, perched on her Empoleon's shoulder, gazing into the night sky - and where the Dark Tower had stood a mere twenty-four hours ago. Empoleon's golden crest and metal edging glimmers in the dim light, still as a statue, eyes unreadable, much like its trainer's current expression.
She doesn't seem to realize that her device is on, lost in her own thoughts, until she finally speaks, never takes her gaze from the empty night sky. ]
It's cold, isn't it?
[ She shivers a little at her words and leans in closer to Empoleon who shifts to accommodate his trainer's change in position, but she makes no sign or motion of coming in from the cold night. ]
She doesn't seem to realize that her device is on, lost in her own thoughts, until she finally speaks, never takes her gaze from the empty night sky. ]
It's cold, isn't it?
[ She shivers a little at her words and leans in closer to Empoleon who shifts to accommodate his trainer's change in position, but she makes no sign or motion of coming in from the cold night. ]