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A moment of hesitance passed, as if Nip was not sure how to respond. Then he offered a weak smile and dipped his head. "...Thank you. I hope so as well." He paused, nudging his shadow - who was staring at Cabot with genuine surprise, then the two of them walked off in silence. <><><><><>

Nip paused. The image of a dark, warm space flickered in his mind. He brushed his claws through his fur and pushed it away. Hopefully sleeping would allow him to ignore the nagging feeling in his mind. He did his best to ignore Dark Cabot's tone and Just grunted in response to Cabot. "I'll...

Nip closed his eyes. "I would think we'd be able to... provided we haven't made Diyem so angry that he won't let us." He paused. "If we're able to restore him at all, that Is. We, should be able to, but..." Nip's shadow turned to look at the weavile. "But even if we are able to go back, you're...

"That's maybe the worst part of it," Nip mumbled, his voice tinged by a surprising amount of bitterness. "Forgetting those that only judge us by our merits, not our past or our failures. I can only imagine how going back is going to be for some of our team members." He paused, deciding he didn't...

Nip laughed weakly running a paw through his crest feathers. "Your world sounds so much nicer than mine, if I'm being honest. Cibus has been nicer as well." He lowered his head, looking into the murky red water as if searching for something. "A part of me wishes I didn't have to go when all this...

Nip closed his eyes. "... Thank you." And this time. He really meant it. Even if he wasn't in his best state of mind right now, latching on to that apology, and better understanding why everything happened the way it did, helped him tread the churning, turmoiled ocean of his feelings. Speaking...

Dark Cabot's words were likely meant to reassure Nip, but they hadn't. He uncomfortably averted his gaze, thinking for a moment. "You couldn't have known. I hadn't really talked about it." "It's obviously a sore subject," Nip's shadow added before turning to the weavile. "But you can't control...

Nip shifted his weight back and forth, considering his words. "I mean.... Maybe I'd be more upset if that damage was more... permanent. But pokemon get hurt in fights. Sometimes your opponent catches you off guard and you get seriously hurt. Or worse, you..." He paused, tilting his head up to...

Nip flinched as if he had been stung. His feathers dropping back. "I'm..." "You might as well face it," his shadow said, its eyes narrowing as it glared into the murky red water. "He's right. He might as well call you feral, because that's the way you've been acting. That's the way you've been...

Nip shot his shadow a look, but it had turned to stare at the river, clearly indicating that this was Nip's issue to deal with. Funny how it could get him Into trouble but refused to take responsibility. He decided now was not the time to work out what that meant about him. "I.... It's been a...

"It would certainly be prefered," Nip said. He turned and kicked a stray pebble into the water, satisfied with the sploosh sound it made. "Mmm... I should probably-" "It won't do you any good to leave," Nip's shadow interjected. "We're all trapped here. Sooner or later the four of us are going...

Nip's shadow gave him a quick nudge, then stood at attention, watching the two figures as they slowly made their way towards them. Nip twitched his ear in acknowledgement, then stood up. He considered leaving - he was rather enjoying the solitude and he was in no hurry to repeat another incident...

Nip should have returned back to the village after his long stretch of solitude at the plateaus. But he did not feel ready to return just yet. He walked aimlessly for a while, and eventually ended up by the river again. He took a seat at the water's edge, staring into the murky red depths with...

That look in Owen's eyes. It wasn't the friendly gaze of the charmeleon he'd known. No, it was more like that of a territorial mon, ready to strike down anything that dared cross his path. Nip stood frozen. Normally, he was the predator, the swift and precise hunter that that killed with precise...

"We should run. Have you ever seen a rampaging charizard?" Nip let out a huff, but he did take a few steps back. A memory of incoming fire danced in his mind. "We should... Back up, at least. If something does happen... I don't know if any of us could win in a fight. Not right now at least."...

Though Nip tried to help, it was hard to get close when the random volleys of fire missed their mark. And when he was able to get close enough to strike, his attacks seemed to have little effect. He let out a frustrated growl, springing backwards. But before he could regroup and try again, Owen...

Both Nip and his shadow stood stunned, staring at the gigantic charizard. But while Nip's shadow shrank back from the confrontation, having no interest in putting itself in danger, Nip crouched with his claws poised to strike. His heart fluttered with fear and anxiety. But he held his ground...

"Wh-hey! It's not like that!" "But it's true, isn't it?" Nip's shadow muttered. "If it wasn't true, you would not be here. You'd be in the tribe, living the life you always wanted. Not running away from everything that went wrong." Nip cast an uneasy glance at his shadow. And for a moment, he...

Nip took some time to arrive, in part because he kept pausing to shoot annoyed glares at his shadow. The scrawny sneasel was following at a distance, staying hidden when possible and always avoiding eye-contact. Distracted as he was, he was late to arrive, only catching the tail-end of the...