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...
