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"I know what you mean. Before I came here, I had only recently traveled far from my homelands. nd the settlement I had come across, well. It pales in comparison even to Treasure Town." And yet, overwhelming as that might be, it still beats living as he had before. Constantly on the move, looking...

Years? That was what some of these pokemon called cycles, right? If so, six whole cycles of the seasons. That was... an awfully long time to be alone. Nip had resigned himself to being alone when he had... lashed out at his tribe, so to speak. He knew it would be lonely, but at least there...

Huh. Well, now that she said that. "I think you make a good point." He quit scraping his claws together, staring down at them for a moment. It would be so easy to spill... everything. But something held him back. Maybe it was the fear of judgement. On one hand, he really did trust Brisa. And...

His attention, which had drifted away as he got into the mud of his inner turmoil, snapped back to Brisa. Both his ear feathers and his tail feathers perked up. Him? A friend? He'd had a few pokemon he was close to back home. Or used to be close to, at least. But the bonds he'd formed here were...

"That's true, but..." But what good did it do against an opponent that could counter all of his skills. Someone like Joule, for example. Or... No, he wasn't going to think about it. He wasn't going to think about her. She couldn't do anything to him so long as he was here, on Cibus. Besides...

"You should consider yourself fortunate. I've never been the sturdiest, but I feel like I could take more than I can here." His mind drifted for a moment. Snapping jaws. Burning fairy energy. He winced slightly, then caught himself and shook his head. "I'd still have my strength," he...

Was it that obvious? He decided to not question the fact that others were feeling down after the fight. Icetales and Cynthian, Astrid and Vix, he was certain that he'd be more down on himself if he had been in their fur (or petals, or... wax?) But that was beside the point. His gaze drifted to...

After the battle at the collesieum, Nip had come to in the infirmary. He had been informed of the battle results — unfortunately a loss — treated, and released. Beneath the pungent scent of medicine, he *swore* he could still smell singed fur. And now he was ready to take a long rest, sleeping...

From the stands, Nip watched the opposing teams with narrowed eyes. He'd been working with them for long enough to have a clue how they fought. But it was different when he was facing the in battle. And he knew he should take in as much information as possible. Owen and Brisa, Astrid and Vix...

Nip - already rounding back for another attack - slowed to a stop, confusion clouding his gaze. It... was already over? He blinked twice, then relaxed his posture, though his gaze remained confused and surprised. "Well... if you ever want a rematch..."

The concept of a sparring match, or even a test of skill in front of an audience, was not foreign to Nip. But an audience this size was certainly not the norm. His tail feathers twitched, though whether it was out of anxiety, excitement, or some combination of the two was unclear. To his side...

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1.3: Resisting Berries To explain the uses of berries in this category, we must take a moment to discuss the origin of nearly all pokemon powers: the LIfe of the World. While this is the technical term, for the sake of simplicity this section will refer the Life of the World as aura, the common...

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He perked up slightly offering a weak smile. "...Thank you. Yveltal. I'll remember this." With that, he bowed his head respectfully, then turned and began to pad down the road, back towards the guild. At least, he hoped he was headed for the guild. <><><><>

"I see. You... make a valid argument," Nip said after a moment of silence. "One that I cannot easily refute. I..." He let out a sigh, his earfeathers drooping. "I am sorry, Yveltal, I did not mean to keep you this long. Thank you for speaking with me." He took a couple steps back, hesitated...

"Is impending doom not here already?" Nip replied, raising one paw to gesture to the dark ball of energy suspended above the bubble. He lowered his arm and hunched his shoulders, then hesitated before adding, "I... do understand your hesitation. But.... if a god cannot atone for the wrongs they...

"Mm. I try to." He paused. One of his ear feathers twitched. "Though... I could argue that if any disaster that's hit your world needed outside help. It's this one. Many of the previous threats were either smaller in scale, or else a part of this world already. This is something... bigger. Many...

He tilted his head, curious. Then his expression became more serious. Hesitance. A slight shifting of his weight. "I won't pretend to understand humans. Prior to coming here, I had never heard of them. But I can understand the desire to not return home. Perhaps they have nothing to go back to...

Ah that was right. The story of this world's Yveltal had nearly slipped his mind. "I have heard the stories," he replied. "It is an unfortunate story. Though... I suppose I can sympathize. It must be hard for you to have your powers viewed in a negative light. Most pokemon don't wish to die. And...