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"I mean, I don't mind," Nip said, taking the jar before passing it to Owen. "Just uh. Maybe make sure everyone knows about it, I guess?"

Nip stared at the angry little critter, glad to not have it in his hands anymore. "No problem, it's what we're here for," he said to Karat. Then, under his breath, he mumbled. "I think." Shaking his head, he turned to Soda. "Will you be taking this one. Or is someone here taking it back to put...

Nip didn't have time to question just what kind of pokemon Karat might be (he'd certainly seen nothing like him), scampering forward to grab the shade. This time, he didn't try striking it with a shard. After last time, he had a feeling the others would be too keen on the idea of killing or...

"I'll try to drive it back this way!" Nip called out, running ahead. "A couple of you, keep to the sides, make sure it stays running forward — right into our trap!"

He didn't have a name? Or a propper one, at least. How odd. Still, at least he had something to refer to him by. Not quite catching the implications of Necrozma's statement, he said, "I see. I will see you later, then, when we confront the magikarp. Until then, take care, Necrozma." Once again...

...Huh. He had a very good point that Nip hadn't even thought of. "I would like to think that it wouldn't matter against a magikarp. But, well, you saw the image that was shared with us. That was a nasty hydro pump." He stood up, shaking for a second to clear away any dirt in his fur. "I...

"You mean, you think the other charmander are in on it? I'm... not sure I follow that but..." But the doubt was still there in his mind now. He paused, shuddering at the thought of being squashed underneath the giant 'karp, his life snuffed out effortlessly. "As much as I am hesitant to trust...

So he wasn't alone in finding that odd. That was a relief, at least. Nip took a seat across from Necrozma. "I do not know of this... World Ender you speak of. You must forgive me, there are many myths that have been lost to time in my tribe. That said..." He took a deep breath. Something about...

Nip glanced upward, watching the leaves be swept away by psychic energy. Huh, he never would have thought this stranger was a psychic-type. Steel or rock, maybe. Perhaps he was both? He would have to remember this for later. So, he came from beyond the sky? Nip had heard of pokemon like that...

That was... a fair point. He hadn't ever heard of a pokemon that didn't come from an egg. Well, outside of legends of Mew's first creations. But as the first of their kind, they were exceptions, not the rule. "I don't know what millennia means but dozens of anything is —" he paused to count on...

"You used to not look like this?" At first, Nip thought perhaps he was referring to evolving. But something about the way he said that made him second guess himself. "I've never heard of something that wasn't a pokemon. Well. Until I saw humans, at least." He paused, considering the matter...

Nip faltered slightly. He hadn't expected to be recognized, certainly without being seen. He supposed that said something about this pokemon's abilities. His surprise leaked into his tone. "I, um. Well, I did not expect to run into anyone out here," he started, idly scratching at the side of his...

After the group had begun to disperse, Nip found himself uncertain of where to go. In the end, although sparring to test his current skills out sounded ideal, he decided to make for the forest. The trees and underbrush were less open than the rest of the town, giving him a sense of concealment...