Oculus049
Waiting for something to happen...?
- Pronouns
- He/Him
You are a leafeon. The warm spring breeze trickles over your cream-colored fur and tickles your tall leafy ears. You push your oak brown paws into the cool dirt below as you try to find a comfortable place to lie down. Tufts of grass cushion you as you finally find the perfect spot. The familiar feeling of grass caressing your belly and scent of honey blossoms puts your mind at ease.
As you begin to absorb the rejuvenating rays of the sun, you watch as the small humans play on the strange and colorful metal and concrete playground. The humans have tire and chain swings, but you have your own vines which you use to swing off of the branches of the trees. The humans have a plastic slide, but you have a waterfall you jump off with your brothers and sisters. The humans have a small plastic house to crawl into, but you have the many hidden alcoves amongst the roots of the great spruce trees and boulders of the mountain. It is all very different from your world, but you don’t mind. They all seem to be having fun, and that’s what matters most.
The humans come by periodically to gently pet your head. You are uncertain why they do this, but you do take great pleasure in the comfort, so you allow it. The small ones have been coming around more often recently, so you have been getting more pets. However, this means that the larger ones appear more often too. The larger ones make you feel uncomfortable. But once they brush your fur, you begin to recognize their friendliness. Especially when they brush that one spot behind your ear. It’s a bit difficult for you to reach back there sometimes, so you greatly appreciate the kind gesture.
Once when it was raining and you were far away from home, one of the humans let you stay in their home with them for the night. You trusted them because you knew their face, but you were scared at first, confused by the strange sounds, colors, and structures. There was a strange device that glowed and showed moving pictures, and another that was bright, cold, and had lots of food. But then you were given a warm, fuzzy cloth by one of the humans. It was quite nice and quite soft, so you fell asleep in their home. The next morning, you left to return home, but not before leaving a small tulip as a gift to the humans. You take pride in your courteousness after all.
After some time watching the children play at the playground, they begin to leave. Upon noticing that the sun was setting, you decide to leave too. You trek back through the familiar paths of the forest. Not through the trails set by the humans, but rather, the ones set by you. The shapeless trail bordered by tiny brown mushrooms, only perceptible by those acquainted with their color and musty smell. And so as you lie at the entrance to your burrow, and as the warm orange-pink of the setting sun lulls you to sleep, you, the leafeon, begin to dream dreams of all the places you may go.
Thanks for reading my short one-shot! I've never written something small like this before, nor I have I ever written something in 2nd person before. Literally I made this at like 2 am in an hour on a whim XD. I just sorta kept writing and following my train of thought until I got something nice like this. Wanted to make something that just felt nice, comfortable, and happy to read and imagine, where you are put into the shoes (err paws) of a pokémon, and leafeon was one of the first pokémon that came to mind. Just something small that makes the reader feel happy :D
I also got a bunch of help editing from my friend love, so I'll be linking their page here: https://forums.thousandroads.net/index.php?members/love.263/
If you got anything you'd like to say, I'd love to hear it! Always makes me happy to hear comments/thoughts from others, positive or negative!
As you begin to absorb the rejuvenating rays of the sun, you watch as the small humans play on the strange and colorful metal and concrete playground. The humans have tire and chain swings, but you have your own vines which you use to swing off of the branches of the trees. The humans have a plastic slide, but you have a waterfall you jump off with your brothers and sisters. The humans have a small plastic house to crawl into, but you have the many hidden alcoves amongst the roots of the great spruce trees and boulders of the mountain. It is all very different from your world, but you don’t mind. They all seem to be having fun, and that’s what matters most.
The humans come by periodically to gently pet your head. You are uncertain why they do this, but you do take great pleasure in the comfort, so you allow it. The small ones have been coming around more often recently, so you have been getting more pets. However, this means that the larger ones appear more often too. The larger ones make you feel uncomfortable. But once they brush your fur, you begin to recognize their friendliness. Especially when they brush that one spot behind your ear. It’s a bit difficult for you to reach back there sometimes, so you greatly appreciate the kind gesture.
Once when it was raining and you were far away from home, one of the humans let you stay in their home with them for the night. You trusted them because you knew their face, but you were scared at first, confused by the strange sounds, colors, and structures. There was a strange device that glowed and showed moving pictures, and another that was bright, cold, and had lots of food. But then you were given a warm, fuzzy cloth by one of the humans. It was quite nice and quite soft, so you fell asleep in their home. The next morning, you left to return home, but not before leaving a small tulip as a gift to the humans. You take pride in your courteousness after all.
After some time watching the children play at the playground, they begin to leave. Upon noticing that the sun was setting, you decide to leave too. You trek back through the familiar paths of the forest. Not through the trails set by the humans, but rather, the ones set by you. The shapeless trail bordered by tiny brown mushrooms, only perceptible by those acquainted with their color and musty smell. And so as you lie at the entrance to your burrow, and as the warm orange-pink of the setting sun lulls you to sleep, you, the leafeon, begin to dream dreams of all the places you may go.
Thanks for reading my short one-shot! I've never written something small like this before, nor I have I ever written something in 2nd person before. Literally I made this at like 2 am in an hour on a whim XD. I just sorta kept writing and following my train of thought until I got something nice like this. Wanted to make something that just felt nice, comfortable, and happy to read and imagine, where you are put into the shoes (err paws) of a pokémon, and leafeon was one of the first pokémon that came to mind. Just something small that makes the reader feel happy :D
I also got a bunch of help editing from my friend love, so I'll be linking their page here: https://forums.thousandroads.net/index.php?members/love.263/
If you got anything you'd like to say, I'd love to hear it! Always makes me happy to hear comments/thoughts from others, positive or negative!