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After taking another bite, Nip tilted his head. "The appeal of the taste is based on your type? That is rather odd... but then again, if it's something that the gods crafted, I suppose I could see them working that way. But... I'll take your warning into consideration." Popping in the last...

He took the gummi from Cabot, turning it over in his paws as he gave it a skeptical inspection. It was bean-shaped and blue — almost black — in color. Experimentally, he squished it between his paws. It had the slightest give, reminding him just a bit of the texture of bone marrow. But there was...

Nip noticed the slight shift in Cabot's demeanor. Crap, did he say something wrong? Such was the unfortunate nature of coming from different words, he supposed, but still... Fortunately, the moment seemed to pass, though Cabot's statement rose new questions. "So they're some sort of food...

"I don't think they even exist in my world," Nip admitted. "I mean, maybe they do. I hadn't had time to learn a lot about village food before I was brought here. But I've certainly never seen anything like them."

"Indeed," Nip said, dipping his head. "I can't help but be curious about how different everyone's world might be." As the topic shifted to food, his expression turned contemplative. "Gummis? Oh, that's those fruit-filled things you were making last night, right? I'll admit that I don't know...

"Ferals? Oh, I'm assuming you mean something like wildeners. I suppose so, then. Though we're a larger community than most wildener colonies, from what I've seen. And we do have spaces separate from homes, like the nursery or the food store, or the meeting hub."

Nip tapped a claw to his chin. "How do I explain it... Well, like the pokemon that live in villages here, we are a community. But instead of building big structures like this—" he held his hands out to gesture to the room, "— we make our dens with more natural structures. Dugout burrows...

"It's the most common setup where I live," Nip admitted. "My tribe shares borders with two sibling tribes, one who dedicates their lives to Xerneas and the other to Zygarde. While we don't dedicate our lives to them, we recognize their power and still respect them. Those two tribes, we were...

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"Ah, I see. It's a bit more of a symbolic name, then?" He paused, reaching up to scratch behind his head feather. "Or maybe... It sounds like it might be a two-way relationship. They protect Yveltal's egg. And in turn, Yveltal will protect her followers when she hatches?"

"Protector, huh? I don't know if that's the word I'd use to describe her in my world. She does little to 'protect' us, per say. Not anymore, at least. It's been lifetimes since anyone last saw her." He paused, tilting his head upward. A wistful tone crept into his voice. "But they say that those...

"Really?" Now Nip tilted his head. "The last group of mon I encountered had never heard of Yveltal. Then again, you're not from my world so... perhaps that would explain it. "In my world, Yveltal is the overseer of death. According to my Tribe's history, Yveltal will appear to a pokemon in...

Ah yes, he had talked a bit about his tribe, hadn't he? Dwelling on the specifics left a sour taste in his mouth, so he elected to push the thoughts of her aside and say, "that's correct. I was a member of the Half-Moon Tribe, a group of pokemon that have dedicated their lives to Yveltal."

"Seems like it. I'll be honest, I... well, I'm concerned about our odds, here. We were already at a disadvantage against one magikarp. But two?" He let out a sigh. "A magikarp shouldn't even be anything to fret about. Whatever power made them so big. It... it concerns me." He stood up and shook...

Hey all! Review replies will come later today, after this chapter, but I'll give a quick thanks to everyone that's dropped a review in the last... four months since I posted a chapter. Whoops! Enjoy! Chapter 14: Momentary Respite * For Theran Village, the next two sunrises passed without...

He hadn't expected anyone to come back to the dojo. Though, in hindsight, it made sense. He sat up just a bit straighter when the cranidos entered. "No, no, you're fine," Nip said. "I wasn't really getting any sleep, anyways. What with all the—" The ground trembled again, and he paused for...

Nip thought Dave had the right idea, going back to bed and resting while they waited for the inevitable battle. With most of the party preoccupied elsewhere, perhaps he could get just a bit more shut-eye. And yet, the constant tremors and the ever-looming threat made it impossible to relax. So...

After a night of uneasy sleep in a room surrounded by strangers, the last thing Nip needed to wake up to was this. "Yveltal above, this has to be some sick joke," he groaned, brushing his claw through his ear feather.

Did a review for Tale of Legends covering chapters/sections 1-5, which covers the rest of wave 3. It's just over 400 words, so I believe it would be eligible for 4 BLECs?

Hey there, I came across this fic through review roulette. I read through the first five chapters and am leaving a review on those, but I'll leave a quick note that I took a peek at some of your more recent chapters, so I recognize that some of the things I'm going to mention might be things...