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[What used to be important to him? Something extremely important he would do every day he could manage, and then some?
Training. Practicing things he used to be good at. And after a long talk with Gold, and some willpower beaten right into him, here he is, taking a break after who knows how long of a time of training only with Sneasel... Just like he did when he was younger and only had him. Of course, his stubborn determination is on high and his complete focus is on low, so he's a little oblivious to getting scraped up and bruised in the process because the intense training he remembers- in addition to all the new things he wants to try, among other things- isn't something that he can just pick right back up up from scratch after such a long time.
But he'll deal with it. And, you know, catch his damn breath. He leans back against a tree, next to Sneasel, catching his breath and looking up at the sky. And, for once... He looks somewhat content.]
Training. Practicing things he used to be good at. And after a long talk with Gold, and some willpower beaten right into him, here he is, taking a break after who knows how long of a time of training only with Sneasel... Just like he did when he was younger and only had him. Of course, his stubborn determination is on high and his complete focus is on low, so he's a little oblivious to getting scraped up and bruised in the process because the intense training he remembers- in addition to all the new things he wants to try, among other things- isn't something that he can just pick right back up up from scratch after such a long time.
But he'll deal with it. And, you know, catch his damn breath. He leans back against a tree, next to Sneasel, catching his breath and looking up at the sky. And, for once... He looks somewhat content.]