Sensing that they wanted to see him, Truffle gave a firm nod and spun around. "Please, excuse me."
He outstretched his wings and flew toward Charmander, who now looked even more alarmed than before. He rolled out of his sky-blue blanket and sprinted for the entrance to the dojo, past Zane, and then--into the talons of Truffle, who gently plucked him off the ground like his next catch.
Charmander screamed something feral and flailed, but to no effect, but then calmed down when he realized the talons were not piercing through his relatively soft scales. "You could've helped me along like a normal person..."
Truffle landed with Owen, setting him down with one foot. Charmander held his blanket tighter, staring at the ground. "Didn't have to monhandle me, either..."
When he finally heard what the others were saying, though, he perked up. "O-Owen? Is that my name? The voice called me Owen, too, but..."
...Oh, wonderful, Diyem's voice called. Not only has he blocked me out from terror, he also somehow has amnesia.
"We found him while scouting the Magikarp crisis," Truffle explained. "He was buried in the dirt, but I spotted his flame with ease! Well, another of my team had found him first, actually. But unfortunately, he was only able to get a few words from him before he passed out... And now, well. He hardly remembers anything." Truffle nodded gravely. "I do hope his memories will return. I gave him one of my Legendary Soothing Blankets of Light to assist him for now."
"It's really warm," Owen murmured, holding it closer.
