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Icetales nodded. “Yes, we shall. If we skedaddle, we might be able to return before nighttime.” As such, the two Ninetales and the Shaymin familiar marched out of the lounge and headed straight to the portal that led to Shaymin Village. With a clear sky above them and the sweet scent of...

“Alya…” Icetales nodded and grinned, his tails swaying subtly. “That is a swell name, Miss. Really swell, indeed.” And then, the Shaymin continued with her shenanigans, forcing Kindle into a fairly awkward position. Icetales tilted his head, wondering if he was supposed to do something about...

“…Heh.” An ambiguous smirk spread on Icetales’ muzzle. A very rare sign from him. “I am afraid it does not work like this, my dear. Thou art responsible for thy actions, just like a child cannot blame their parents for getting a bad vote at school.” His smirk widened. “So, dost not even try...

Well, that familiar surely had quite the personality, no doubt. Though, by the looks of things, Icetales felt that there was some missing information. “Well, greetings, Miss Not-Celeste. It is a pleasure to meet thee and witness thy awakening,” said Icetales, beaming his usual welcoming smile...

“Ah. That would be my pleasure.” Icetales set the cup on the desk, then readjusted his bag and nodded at Kindle. “Then I would say we can go…” However, his voice trailed off when he saw the dark liquid forming behind the other Ninetales. His eyes narrowed in alert and he tensed up. Was that a...

Icetales chuckled in mirth. “Oh, far too many for a single ‘mon! I took some time to realize that I needed to delegate some matters to other members of the staff. But golly! Did I not get burnouts in the process!” And the Ninetales chuckled again, even if that time he was more nervous. “This...

“Hmm… I reckon that we will not forget everything. A part of our experience here will live on, as either a faint dream or some subconscious flash,” said Icetales, his tails swaying with an hypnotic pattern. “Though, from what I’ve understood, the amount of memories we will carry with us will...

Icetales blinked curiously. Had nobody informed Kindle about that detail? “I would not worry much about that. From what Sir Diyem told us, we will return to our worlds at more or less the same time we were picked from, and we will have little to none memories of our time here. So, in a sense, it...

Ah, yes. Icetales knew that expression all too well. He smiled as he saw the other Ninetales, entranced by the fresh aroma of the flower tea, and took another sip from his own cup. Hmm. Yes. That hit the spot. Then, he saw Kindle stare at his empty cup, probably disappointed that it was all...

Icetales bowed with respect, before getting the cup in his leftmost tail. “Much appreciated, good sir.” He brought the tea to his muzzle and inhaled the aromatic vapors, almost as if he was foretasting the beverage. It smelled delightful. Then, he took a sip. And another. One more, and he left...

Icetales hummed in thought. That was a question he didn’t hear too often. “Well, I come from a noble family, and teatime was one of the most sacred traditions. Every day at five, we would share a good cup of tea with biscuits and snow scones.” The Ninetales sighed, a nostalgic gleam in his...

The lounge seemed to have become silent, as the two Ninetales focused on their respective tasks: Icetales, studying the movements of his comrade; Kindle, preparing the floral tea with uncanny hyper-focus. For a moment, Icetales almost felt like he was seeing a duplicate of himself, preparing a...

Icetales nodded. “Yes, I remember. And I believe that meeting happened here, yes?” He grinned. “Well, I never say no to some teatime. So, if thou want to share a moment with me, well… I’ll gladly accept.” Then, the noble fox became quiet when he saw Kindle unwrapping the flower in his tails. He...

As Kindle told about the flower and the Shaymin that took care of him, a smile began spreading on his face. It was lovely to hear how much the other fox appreciated his surrogate family — that was that it was, right? — and the importance of that flower. And while he wasn’t into gardening like...

“Oh, talking about this book?” Icetales held up the book that was in his leftmost tail — it had a dark blue cover with some star patterns, resembling a constellation. He glanced at it. “Well, it is a book full of information about the Moon of Cibus and space as a whole. I have… a fascination...

Icetales’ eyes seemed to glisten at the mention of tea, and his tails wagged. Come to think of it, he definitely fancied some tea at that moment, and he wondered if Kindle would have appreciated some company. Well, there was no harm in asking. “Ah. That is actually fairly simple,” he said...

Sitting on one of the chairs of the lounge was Icetales, with eight of his tails spilled on the floor. The last one — his leftmost — was holding a book about the moon and stars, which he picked from the library. His experience with his sister was still very fresh in his mind, and the more he...

Icetales smiled, glad that Cynthian was feeling in good spirits. That did wonders to his own soul and heart, too, and small wisps of Radiance and pixie dust flickered around his tails. “I am glad thou like those, my dear. Thou can keep the sketches, if thou so desire.” The Ninetales stood up...

Icetales narrowed his eyes, thinking about other attires from his homeworld. “Most likely a Solarian attire — there are very few Grass-types in my home country. I recall seeing some… Snover, I think? Once, during the Winter Moonstice?” He took back his notebook and brought the pencil on top of...

“Hmm… Well, it has been quite a few years since I have worn or seen clothing for quadrupeds, but,” Icetales rubbed his chin with a forepaw, “I might recall a few things.” Without further ado, he produced a notebook and a pencil from his bag and held them both in front of him with a couple of...