User: Blood Moon Wolf
Name: Nero
Pokemon: Lillipup
Species: Puppy Pokemon
Weight: 10lbs
Height: 1ft and 6 inches
Level: 1.
Attacks: Leer- 100% Accuracy- Normal
Tackle-50 Power- 100% Accuracy.
Personality: Brave, Jumpy(If you catch him off guard), Guarded, Sweet, Kind and Playful but alert.
Picture: (Post if need be, I will accept hand drawn or original Pokemon Picture)
(I couldnt help myself.)
You guys may have 2 Pokemon.
Rokon
"Hey! Hey! Wake Up!" I heard from what I thought was in my head, I slowly began to open my eyes to a Eevee with White-ish silver fur staring at me pushing a Oran Berry.
" What do you want?" I whispered trying to stand and get into a battle position, I quickly fell back down in defeat. "You're here to finish me off arent you?" The Eevee stared at me with wide eyes and shook her head.
"No! Never! I'm not that type of Pokemon!" The Eevee yelled "Vee~" I stared at the strange Eevee and nodded looking away "Please eat the Oran Berry.. It'll help with your health.." I stared at the strange berry and ate it slowly staring at the Eevee.
"My Names Rokon.. Whats yours?" I asked staring at the Eevee with my head tilted.
"Arien" She replied with a slight smile. "Thank you for giving me the Oran.." I replied staring at her.
"What happened?" Arien asked flicking her tail to the side, I looked away "I lost a Pokemon Battle with a Growlithe.. That almost killed me.." I whispered staring out into the shadows of the dark.
Arien's eyes went wide with fright "I'm so sorry!" She squeaked.
Arien
"Come on Arien and Loko," called James, "I wanna show you around the woods!"
My bells rang a soothing tone as I ran to him. "Vee!" I said excitedly to him as his Poochyena, Loko, jumped into his arms.
Loko had become very jealous of me because of my unique fur coloring and James thinking about officially becoming a pokemon trainer with just Loko and me. I was never really aware of this though... At least until today.
"It's alomst time for me to become a great trainer! I need to prove myself," James said dreamily.
Loko looked at me and growled, "You better not screw this up for me kid, I've protected James all my life and I'm not going to let some furry puffball like you be his main pokemon."
"I don't need that though... All I do is just take naps and play, so I don't get why you're saying that Loko," I tilted my head to him.
"Just don't butt in," he barked.
James looked back at Loko and his attitude changed completely as he licked James's face. James laughed. Okay guys, I just want to test you, so you go out there and try to defeat a pokemon... Not kill it though. Just deal enough damage to where it runs. Loko nodded in response... Loko however wasn't going to do that though.
Last time I saw him battle a buneary he bit into her poor neck and she ended up bleeding to death as he ate into her stomach. That day that I saw that, I literally got sick and frightened. James's family thought one of the more abusive trainers must have done this, but I can't speak. That's probably one of the things that disturbs me about Loko the most... He really is loko.
On James's command, Loko and I both went deep into the woods. The entire time, Loko got a deeper and deeper smile on his face... That disturbed me greatly. Finally, after seeing no pokemon, and reaching a dead end where bushes and trees rounded off the area, I said, "Let's head back... James is probably worried about us."
"Not yet," he said with too much enthusiasm, "Let's play a game."
I blinked, "What's the game?"
"Getting Rid of the Loser," he said and then charged at me with a tackle.
The tackle threw me back and I went through some bushes, rolled down a hill for a long while, and then finally came to rest when I plopped into a small stream. I climbed out of the stream and shook my fur off. "That was fun! Let's do that again Loko!" I said happily and then looked around, "Loko? Where are you?"
I jumped over the stream and tried to climb back up the hill to no avail. "Loko! Help! Loko! Loko!" I kept calling until I gave up.
Sulking, I went back to the stream and looked at my fur and eyes. The bell around my neck jingled all the way. I sat at the river and splashed it continuously, hoping they would be back for me, but to no avail... I would never see James, my brother, my mother or father again and it's all because of my stupid fur!
I splashed the stream in range until my stomach started to growl. I stopped and got up. Even though I was abandoned, I might as well make the best of this, maybe something good would happen. My stomach growled again... After I get something to eat.
I left the hill and came over to an oran berry bush. As I picked one of the berries off to eat and regain my strength, I heard a small amount of weak breathing. I turned around to see a shimmering furred pokemon like me, a Vulpix.
I looked at the pokemon in urgency though, her fur was coated in speckles of blood. I ran over and sat the berry beside her. "Hey! Hey! Wake up!"
Rokon
As many Pokemon before me were, I was hatched from a tiny egg to a Vulpix. I was born wild. Unlike most of the Pokemon that travel with what Mother says: Trainers. At birth I was hatched with two elder brothers and one younger brother. " Mama! Look at her! She's different!" My younger brother shouted as he picked up my blondish brown fur with his tail.
" Let her be now, Misha!" Mother cooed pushing me towards her with one of her many ninetales. Mother was a ninetales, A pretty ninetales with kind red eyes and wore from four children such as we.
" Shes a Shiny Misha, Simple as that~" Both of my older Ninetaled brothers whispered smiling at me with proud eyes.
" Vuuuul" I cooed back at them laying down on my mother's tail.
* A few weeks Later*
I had grown to be a semi Unchild-ish Vulpix. "Rokon!" Mother let out the loudest bark of a Ninetales. I've never heard the bark before but apparently today was the day, "Rokon! RUN! TRAINERS!" I heard faintly as I started running and hid within the confines of a tree. "Vuuuul" I layed down curled up into the corner of the tree staring out at the sun. A trainer passed by, "Growlithe! Find something to battle! We need to get stronger!" the trainer yelled, A small growlithe male came past my tree sniffing with great intrest and growled "Grooowl!" It let out a intimidating growl alerting its trainer to my pressence. " Growlithe Ember!" The trainer yelled.
I quickly sprang away from the Growlithe jumping on its head and running to the clearing getting in a battle stance and swaying forward on my paws, "Bring it tough guy, I'll beat you!" I growled feeling cocky and uneasy at the same time, A ember attack came at me with great power, I got knocked back into the ground, Trying to recover from the attack. "Oh no you dont!" I growled pouncing on the Growlithe biting down on his back with my canine teeth, "I will win, For Mama! For Misha, Roshi and Valish!" I growled jumping off of the growlithe and using my own little fire attack, Ember. The growlithe let out a squeal from its closed lips and got up pouncing on me and biting into my neck scruff. I let out a squeaky growl dropping to the ground and twitched. " Lets leave it.. Pretty fur though.. Come on Growlithe~" The trainer said as the growlithe jumped into his arms. I watched them leave as my eye sight dimmed in the glowing bright of the Sun.. Everything went dark after a while.
Arien
It's really odd how people find one another, but I find it fun. Like, how are we Pokemon born from eggs anyway? Mine was a pretty unusual one.
I was born on an Eevee farm. Not daycare, a farm. This farm would raise Eevees and either sell trainers the eggs, keep the eggs themselves, or wait for the eggs to hatch to see the little darlings and have them choose trainers themselves. I was one such case.
I was one of the newer eggs, along with my little brother, to be kept and wait for hatching. My mother was a Flareon and my father was a Jolteon. When I hatched, I felt as if the sunlight just glistened on my fur. I blinked my little blue eyes and yawned. "Vee..." I cooed.
Once I hatched, I was picked up by soft but quick hands and cuddled. "Oh my god! Mom, Dad! We hatched a shiny!"
I was confused and merely blinked as I was sat back down by the child. The child ran off rapidly, but I just yawned and curled up as my brother hatched unnoticed. My brother had beautiful brown and cream color fur and brown eyes. I knew I had to have had it too, but I looked at my fur and eyes in a bowel of water and noticed the unusual snow white of my color. "You look so pretty sis..." my little brother told me.
"Thank you," I smiled, sitting back down in my spot and started to lick my fur a bit, "Though, I am disappointed that I didn't get your beautiful fur..."
He looked around. "But from the look of the pictures, I'm like everyone else..."
Then I looked at a huge poster on the wall of an Eevee that looked just like my brother. "Then... Why am I...?" Before I could finish, I was picked up again by rough hands.
"Well lookie here, you're right James!" I turned around to see a large male with a beard, "This little girl is really special."
"Vee...?" I questioned.
"Little Arien... That's what we'll call you," he told me as he put a blue ribbon with a silver bell on my neck.
Arien...
I laid down to rest as I was sat down and hoped that this moment would last forever...
