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[lugia_genocide]

[SUP RESIDENTS OF AWESOME ISLAND. HOPE YOU LIKE GETTING COVERED IN SNOW. Because suddenly, an Aerodactyl crashes down in the CMA, sending the copious amounts of snow on the ground in every direction in a gust of wind, including yours

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[rockon_rokon]

[Shake dry and spit a little fireball grumpily at you.]

[lugia_genocide]

[CUE DODGING AND oh, you're a Ninetales.]

[rockon_rokon]

Awfully rude.

[A very old and scraggly one, but yes.]

[lugia_genocide]

My apologies.

[rockon_rokon]

What brings you here in such a haste, boy?

[lugia_genocide]

I have business to attend to.

[rockon_rokon]

I haven't seen you around. But you are not new, are you?

[lugia_genocide]

My presence on this island predates that of most of its current residents.

[rockon_rokon]

Strange indeed. I've heard of you, Dragon Tamer Lance, from trainers eager to challenge you for the championship.

[...But the way she's staring, she is obviously certain that something is amiss.]

But you smell bloodier than I imagined you to.

[lugia_genocide]

Is that so? ...Sometimes, defending your beliefs comes at a price.

[rockon_rokon]

Ah... beliefs.

[A small set of chirps, not too unlike a chuckle.]

The intangible territory. One either forms a pack to guard it or fights viciously with tooth and claw against all others to retain it.

It has been hundreds of years since I last saw such a warrior.

[lugia_genocide]

Most humans lack the convictions for such a thing now.

[rockon_rokon]

Pokemon are no different. 800 years ago, even pokemon held great ideals and some ruled with such mental resolve. But their passion has died along with them, just as it has with humans.

But I am not in woe. I am curious... the passion will return, and I am ever so curious as to how.