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Nip grinned sheepishly "Well, that's... It's nice of you to say. At least it means that I wasn't imagining things. Or. I mean. I guess it wasn't me that was the problem, if that makes sense."

"Healing is respected. You would die if your injuries became infected. Hunters are respected. Without hunters, we would starve." He sighed "But lore keepers? At best, they're responsible for keeping track of stories of Yveltal, and to a lesser extent, other gods. And records of the hatchings and...

Logging an hour of writing, a review for one chapter of PMD: The Dreamstone (offsite so no BLEC), and participation in the 7 Day Fic Challenge

He laughed weakly. "I'd like to believe I am but... Outside of the elders, our leaders, there are main classes of jobs in my tribe: fighters and hunters, healers, and lore keepers. Most common things, like patching up our nesting grounds and raising children, are shared by the whole of the...

"Most of my denmates — the pokemon that hatched near the same time as I did and were raised around me — did not seem to care. Most of the younger pokemon didn't either. Not all of them though. Some of them certainly seemed to think of me as... lesser. Not equal. Like someone who should be quiet...

Nip was quiet for a moment, perhaps longer than he should have been. Then he laughed. It wasn't directed at Celeste, though, coming out as a bitter chuckle. "Maybe I'm not quite as alone out here as I thought, then." He paused, taking a deep breath. "There's something else you should know about...

Nip scratched the back of his head. "It has its good parts, I suppose, but... it's certainly not somewhere I would suggest going, if given the option." He was about to say more, but then Celeste said something that made him tilt his head. "You can? How so? If you don't mind me asking."

"In the village I was staying in, they don't look too fondly upon wil... upon ferals, as far as I can tell. My tribe wasn't much different. Pokemon that were outsiders, or outsider-born were looked down upon as lawless. Lesser. Unable to fit in with 'normal' society." He grumbled and shook his...

"It's fine," Nip said, waving his paw. "Right or wrong, it's just one of those things that you have to come to accept, especially if you're a pokemon that happens to be both a predator and prey like myself. You either accept what you have to do to live, or you die. And you have to accept that...

"I... yeah. I hope so, too." But considering his own experience under the machine's influence, he didn't have high hopes. He was quiet for a moment, flexing his claws as he debated what to say. "I... have noticed that the 'ferals' in this world are... different from mine. We don't even have...

"Happy enough," Nip agreed, ignoring his inner thoughts. "If I could just... get used to these bigger, pokemon built places, it would be great. Cabot was helping with that, but..." He didn't want to think about that.

"It does," Nip agreed. Then he hesitated again. "I mean... it's not perfect here. Everything here is... so much, you know? It's so different that I found myself a bit... overwhelmed at first. But... I'd rather be here than where I was." He paused, scratching at the side of his face. "I guess I...

"Things here are... weird. Wildly different from my tribe, and still different from the village I'd been staying in when I came. But I'd still rather be here than there." She can't follow me here... I hope.

"Up until recently, I didn't know there ninetales that weren't icy. But I suppose it makes sense. Tempest told me that the ice was part of Kyurem's blessing. Or perhaps Kyurem's curse, depending on who you asked. He says that Kyurem's first followers, the pokemon that chose not to abandon their...

Ah, right. That. Nip took a deep breath and put the smallest of smiles. If he only focused on the good then... maybe this wouldn't go too bad? "Sort of, I suppose. The climate was more like here." He paused to gesture to the pines around them. "But the homes... they reminded me more of the...

"Well... The village I'm talking about isn't... exactly my home. I was staying there when I answered the call, but it's not anywhere I'd settle in." He paused, there was just a second of hesitation. How much should he share? He went with a half-truth. "The tribe I'm from is... similar in size...

Nip brought a paw up to his mouth, nodding along with Celeste's explanation. He supposed it wasn't too far off from his own. He decided to try and focus on the first part of Celeste's statement. Neither of them particularly wanted to focus on... everything that happened in the fight. "You too? I...

Day 6: So sweet it hurts! Share your favorite fluff fic or a fic that made you feel some feels. Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: The Dreamstone by Slink34884 Rating: T Wordcount: 220k+ (ongoing) Summary: A Fennekin's family is killed, leaving him as the only survivor. The last thing his father said to...

His ear twitched at the sound of a pokemon approaching and he tensed, ready to flee if it was trouble. It was unlikely to be anything that might attack him - they were making far more noise than a predator trying to sneak up on prey would. But it never hurt to be cautious. A voice? Who was it...

Nip had briefly stepped into the guild to get his bearings, but had silently slipped out after only a few minutes while the others were distracted, and had only returned well after nightfall to sleep. He left again before sunrise, and before anyone else would have noticed him. Now, he was out...