Such an interesting dream...
He's in a battle. It's cold and he's in a battle, just as he was in that one 'world' that one where none of the 'human faces' he remembered had ever been...
His partner wasn't there though. And the cold was stinging fiercely as he faced down the enormous and magnificent bird before him. The 'God' of Ice so to speak... Articuno.
He can't remember why he was running- it was obviously important... But he can recall passing through flames to get here, and now that he's hit snow he can't help but wonder if it can possibly get worse. The ice blasts against him, and again he's forced to dodge... But despite the chill this place feels strange-
Is someone else affecting this place..? His battle? He feels like he should have finished this one already, like it's a memory... But it's a fleeting one, and so instead the small fox will call out in whatever language those present can understand- "FOUL PLAY..!"
His partner wasn't there though. And the cold was stinging fiercely as he faced down the enormous and magnificent bird before him. The 'God' of Ice so to speak... Articuno.
He can't remember why he was running- it was obviously important... But he can recall passing through flames to get here, and now that he's hit snow he can't help but wonder if it can possibly get worse. The ice blasts against him, and again he's forced to dodge... But despite the chill this place feels strange-
Is someone else affecting this place..? His battle? He feels like he should have finished this one already, like it's a memory... But it's a fleeting one, and so instead the small fox will call out in whatever language those present can understand- "FOUL PLAY..!"