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|Paradise > Ironwood City > (!) A Frosty Afternoon|
|Posted by: Lex Montgomery 1/3/18, 11:36 am|
| Today was actually a good day. The sun was shining, the city air didn't smell quite as polluted, and a very light layer of snow lined the streets and walkways. It was chilly, but not too cold that his leather jacket couldn't keep him comfortable. In fact, Lex might go as far to say this was his ideal temperature. It was cold enough that most of the population stayed inside if they could. It was cold enough that snow could fall and stick, but would be melting by midday. It was not too cold for ice cream, though.
The man standing in front of him in line finished paying, and Lex was up. The tiny ice cream cart on the corner of the square downtown was the best place for ice cream, in Lex's opinion. The owner, an elderly man, was still using an old fashioned hand-crank ice cream maker. Adding the flavors and ingredients to freshly made ice cream was much more authentic and tasty than buying a tub of frozen ice cream from the store. Not to mention, you could get a scoop in a real waffle cone, that he would fill to the very tip. No other ice cream parlors compared.
Lex ordered two scoops of cookies and cream ice cream in a waffle cone, paid in cash, and then continued on his way. It was his weekend off, and he was on a personal errand today. He was on the lookout for a certain Pokémon that was rumored to run wild here in Ironwood. A small, black, dog-like Pokémon that breathed fire. As pups, they weren't very threatening, but with a little bit of training they could grow into strong, fierce canines. Their element and their coat color attracted Lex the most. Perhaps he could find one of these cute little puppies somewhere downtown, in the alleyways where there were lots of dark corners to hide.
He took a few licks of his ice cream cone and turned a corner. This alley in particular was one of the longest that ran directly behind rows of shops and apartment buildings downtown. Several other smaller alleys branched off of this one. Even though it was daytime, there were plenty of dark places to hide up and down these alleys. As he walked, he noticed several stacks of empty crates, an old mattress, an old couch, a few garbage cans, a rusty broken-down truck... the list went on. As he walked, he kept an eye (and an ear) out for anything that moved or made noise. These little fire-type pups would most likely be curled up somewhere warm, perhaps inside the truck on the seats, or behind that mattress...
|Posted by: Random Event 1/3/18, 05:45 pm|
a wild houndour appeared!
bite ■ howl ■ ember ■ smog ■ feint attack
|Posted by: Wild Pokémon 1/5/18, 09:42 am|
| Normally in weather like this, he would be curled up with his pack, sharing warmth in a giant puppy pile. But not anymore. Not since his pack had chased him off...or rather...not since Alpha had chased him off. Alpha had never liked him and he had never liked Alpha. They had competed against each other since they were pups. Anything he had, Alpha wanted. And anything Alpha had...well...let's just say he never kept it long. Except for the title of Alpha. Alpha was bigger and stronger than he was and when they'd fought for the vacant leadership position left by the disappearance of their former Alpha he had been soundly defeated. But Alpha was a bully and none of the pack liked him much. That they'd let him remain Alpha was a testament to how afraid of him they were. They liked him better but he couldn't do anything about it. He tried on more than one occasion to challenge Alpha and had failed every time. But with each failed attempt he knew he was getting stronger. One day, he would challenge Alpha and win.
Except Alpha was smart and he knew what was going on. So when he'd stolen Alpha's desired mate Alpha had the reason he needed to and chase him off and exile him from the pack. The female had remained, needing the safety and security of the pack to raise their pup. He'd caught glimpses of them as he roamed the city. The pup was healthy and strong, growing larger with ever passing day. One day, the pup would even be big and strong enough to challenge Alpha and win. If that day ever came, he knew he could ask to return to the pack and would be welcomed back by his Son-Alpha. That is if he survived out here on his own.
And surviving meant avoiding all contact with humans, other packs and other pokemon as much as possible. So when he heard the footsteps of a human approaching his den, he retreated as far back into the shadows as he could. It wasn't much of a den, but it was warm. He knew it had been made by humans but he'd watched the den for several days and no one had done anything to it. Apparently it had been placed there for wild pokemon to use as they desired. So he'd dragged a few other human objects up around it to conceal it better and keep in more heat and he'd moved in. Hopefully this human would just walk on past and leave him alone. If not...he didn't mind using his teeth to get his point across. He bared his fangs and growled as the footsteps drew closer. The sound echoed strangely in his makeshift den and sounded like it came from something larger than he was. Maybe the human would back off if he thought whatever was inside was big and mean. He could only hope. He didn't want to have to fight but he would if he had to.
(Please tag Nox Korrik for replies)
|Posted by: Lex Montgomery 1/7/18, 02:43 pm|
| Lex was just about to turn a corner when a low grumbling sound caught his attention. He froze in place, focusing hard on his hearing. The wind created a whistling sound as it whipped around the corners of the alley, so it was a little hard to pin point where the sound was coming from. He looked around, scanning his immediate surroundings for potential hiding places. Just to his right, an old wooden dog house stood up against the back wall of the nearby building. There were crates and boxes of who knows what stacked up around it, but the entrance was clearly visible.
No way, he thought, leaning forward in an attempt to see inside. He found it extremely unlikely that the dog-like pokémon he was looking for was inside a literal dog house, but how funny would that be? If there really was a Houndour inside the old dog house, would he need to be sure that it didn't belong to someone? Part of him argued that if it did belong to someone, they didn't deserve it anyway. Nobody should leave their fire-type dog out in the snow, dog house or not.
It was hard for him to see inside, so he moved closer. The grumbling sound was growling, and it was growing louder the closer he became. Lex very carefully reached out to scoot one of the boxes that half blocked the doorway. He leaned in, hoping to be able to see whatever was inside. "Hey there little fella. I mean you no harm." he said, not even sure what he was talking to just yet.
(This is an opportune time for a little karma for Nox if you want to have the Houndour leap out and bite Lex's nose! XD Thanks for picking this up!~)
|Posted by: Wild Pokémon 1/9/18, 04:56 pm|
| When the human stopped, it occurred to him that if he'd just kept quiet then the human would have just kept on going and never would have known he was there. But now he'd drawn attention to himself and the human was looking for him. His growling resumed when the human tried to peer inside his den even though he was at a distance. That, of course, drew the human closer and panic began to set in. If the human got too close, he wouldn't be able to run, his escape would be cut off. He could just set the den and everything around it on fire and use the distraction to flee...but burning down part of the city was generally frowned upon by the humans and other wild pokemon. These were their homes as much as his, he had to respect the shared territory. But in a life or death situation...maybe he'd just do what he had to in order to survive.
The human reached the entrance to the den and he only had a few seconds to decide what to do. He pushed his panic away and resolved to fight. This was his den, he would defend it and himself from this intruder. As a box was shifted, his growl turned into a full snarl, interspersed with warning barks and snaps of his fangs. The human probably wouldn't see him thanks to his dark coat but it would definitely hear him. And he most certainly didn't sound happy. But despite his attempts to warn the human away with his threats, it didn't leave. Instead, he could only watch as the human leaned forward and blocked the entrance with it's body. He gave one last warning bark and when that didn't seem to have any effect, he lunged forward with his fangs bared and ready to sink into any part of the human he could reach.
|Posted by: Lex Montgomery 1/9/18, 08:27 pm|
| The growls turned into snarls, which turned into barks and snaps. The closer Lex leaned in, the louder the sounds became. He paused several times, unsure if he should approach any further. This was a wild pokémon after all, it was probably dangerous even on a good day, let alone when it is threatened. Despite his better judgement though, Lex stepped closer. Now that he had heard snarls and barks, he knew the pokémon was of the canine type. He had found exactly what he was looking for, and wasn't about to get scared and change his mind.
Suddenly, he wished he had changed his mind. He had gotten too close, and in an instant the creature had leaped forward with teeth bared. The sudden motion in front of him startled him, causing him to fall backwards onto his rear end. Instinctively, he threw his arms up in front of his face, which successfully saved his face from the attack. However, a sharp pain shot up his right arm as teeth clamped down on his wrist. Even through the thickness of the leather jacket sleeve, the teeth were able to puncture his skin.
"AHH!!" Lex screamed, falling backwards and unintentionally pulling the dog-like pokémon onto his lap. He could clearly see the pokémon now, and sure enough, it was a Houndour pup. A vicious one at that! Lex shook his arm in an attempt to break the connection between them. The motion caused more harm to his arm, but he was able to break free and scoot backwards, away from the Houndour. "You little- Ugh!" he groaned, noticing the drops of blood that appeared in the thin layer of snow beneath them.
Lex scurried to his feet. Naturally, he reached up to his belt and unclipped a pokéball from his belt. "I wasn't going to hurt you, but if that's how you're going to be, so be it." he snarled, feeling just a little dramatic but he didn't care. His wrist was throbbing. He forcefully threw the pokéball to the ground, with enough force that if it weren't made of thick metal it probably would have shattered. Instead, it popped open and released its contents, a light tan canine pokémon with a bushy white tail.
"Nerri, help me out here, wouldya?" Lex asked, as the innocent little Rockruff began to wag his tail. Lex wasn't sure how the Houndour would react. His Rockruff was a pup, too. Maybe the two could talk? Get to know each other? Lex didn't want to have to battle the Houndour, but he would if he needed to. He was very interested in this little spitfire. Nerri, despite being new to him, had already learned a lot from Lex with some training. If he needed to fight, Lex was confident he could.
Nerri stepped forward to face the wild pokémon. His nose was high in the air, sniffing at the various scents he was picking up. Despite the tension he could clearly sense from the Houndour's body language, Nerri's tail continued to wag. Woah there, you okay? Did my human startle you? he asked, his light blue eyes sparkling with concern. He turned to see Lex holding a bloody handkerchief to his arm, and whimpered. I don't think he meant to cause you any harm... Nerri stated, turning back to his opponent. If the Houndour chose to continue on the offensive, Nerri would ready an attack. Otherwise, there was no need for violence if he could help it.
|Posted by: Wild Pokémon 1/12/18, 12:20 pm|
| A thrill of satisfaction went through him as he felt his fangs sink into the fabric of the man's clothing and then into skin. He tasted blood on his tongue and bit down just a bit harder to drive home his anger and annoyance at being disturbed. With a movement that dragged him from his den, the human moved back. shaking his arm until Houndour had to either let go or seriously harm the human. Since he was just defending himself and didn't want to do too much damage, he let go and backed off. His kept his head down and his fangs bared with a near constant growl rumbling in his chest. And even after all of that, the human didn't leave. Instead he spoke and reached for a ball on his belt. Houndour recognized those. They held the human's pokemon captive and trapped wild ones inside them.
Sure enough, the human released one of his captive pokemon. It was another canine with earthy tones in it's scent. That meant rock or ground type and not good news for him. But he was strong and he considered himself quite capable of winning a fight with whatever the human threw at him. Only no attack came. The other canine stood there, tail wagging, and started rambling on. It was clear almost immediately this pup was younger than he was. It tried to sound friendly, apologetic on behalf of the human, and assured him the human hadn't meant any harm. Houndour gave a little snort and smoke curled from between his fangs. No? Then why did he invade my territory and get close to my den? Humans come and steal away pokemon from their homes. I don't trust them. I just want to be left alone. He growled, not having any clue he was talking to a pokemon that had literally been stolen from his home. Houndour could feel the fire building in his belly. He just wanted this human and his puppy to leave and he would do everything he could to chase them away if they didn't leave soon.
|Posted by: Lex Montgomery 1/15/18, 12:19 pm|
| The wild Houndour continued to grumble and bare its teeth. The strength and confidence it was portraying only attracted Lex even more. Since becoming a Nightshade Operative, Lex has been focused on building up the most threatening team he could, both visually and physically. The feistier the pokémon, the better. Sure, it made training quite the challenge, but Lex enjoyed challenges. The harder the challenge, the more rewarding the victory. A determined grin spread across his face.
Nerri stood tall. He was a pup, sure, but he also had Lex as his trainer. Lex had taught him to not be fearful, to not back down without a fight. Life was full of wins and loses, but as long as you kept getting back up, that's what mattered. From the looks of this Houndour, a fight might be on the horizon. Nerri began to prepare, mentally and physically. He dug his nails into the snowy dirt underneath him, moreso just to ready his stance but also to be prepared to dodge if needed. His tail continued to wag, regardless.
Nerri turned to look at Lex, before turning back to the Houndour. My human, despite his tough appearance, does have a soft side. He is out here in the snow specifically to find pokémon in need, particularly little fire-type pokémon that might need some warmth. Nerri explained, little yips and yaps escaping his teeth. Not wanting to jump right into why he and his trainer were really out here, Nerri decided to switch gears. Are you all alone out here? Aren't you cold? Hungry? My human carries treats on him, but if you're hungry I'm sure we could bring you a real meal.
|Posted by: Wild Pokémon 1/19/18, 11:18 am|
| This pup either didn't get it or didn't care. He wan't interested in the human or in being friends. He just wanted to be left alone to live his life. I don't need help. I do just fine on my own. With a final warning growl, he turned and started to move away, intent on just leaving the human and his puppy to whatever it was they were up to. He knew he was strong enough to break out of one of those little ball things if it was thrown at him, though he hoped that wouldn't be the case.
But before he'd gone more than a few pawsteps, the pup spoke again and he paused. He was alone, and cold and hungry, true, but he was surviving. He hunted Pidove and Rattata and he could always find food in the rubbish bins. Humans were always tossing food in those. But he missed his pack. Their territory wasn't far from where he'd made his den. He often wandered over, staying just outside the pack's borders, to see how things were going and to feel close to them. I said I'm fine. I don't need the help of some human. He snapped, though the words lost some of their effectiveness as his stomach rumbled. It was too early to forage in the bins and too cold for the Pidove to be out. He could probably track down a Rattata but they were hardly a suitable meal and they were quick. It was hard to catch them before they darted into some hole and vanished into their network of maze-like tunnels that ran through the city. He hoped the puppy wouldn't hear it but he doubted the pup's hearing was that bad. Maybe if he just kept walking they'd assume he was going off to hunt and leave him alone. So he took a few more pawsteps, ears focused to hear if he was being followed or not.
(Lex and Nerri are, of course, welcome to follow him or try to lure him back somehow or to even just attack and block off his escape. Whatever method you want to use is fine by me. I've got some ideas for each of them so no worries~)
|Posted by: Lex Montgomery 1/21/18, 07:42 pm|
| Nerri's ears drooped and his tail stopped wagging as the Houndour turned his back on them. Despite his attempt at a friendly discussion, the wild pokémon insisted he wanted nothing to do with him or his owner Lex. Nerri frowned, and being the submissive type, he lowered his head and turned to Lex in defeat. Lex was busy rearranging a cloth he had tied around his forearm in an attempt to stop the bleeding. When his Rockruff appeared before him and he realized the Houndour was getting away, anger built up inside him.
"Uh-uh. Nope. Not happening." Lex growled. He took a few steps forward and held up a fist. "I didn't take this bite wound for nothing! Nerri, tackle him." Lex had no interest in battling this wild pup, at least not until he had physically attacked him. He fully intended to play the good guy, and save this little fire pup from the hunger and cold, but the pup wanted nothing to do with it. Lex was not about to let him go that easily, especially not after suffering a bite wound. He glanced down at Nerri, and when the pup didn't move, Lex yelled. "Now!"
Nerri did as he was told. He turned back towards the Houndour pup and took off. His little paws slipped in the shallow snow at first, but as he gained speed his nails dug in deeper and gave him more traction. Within a few seconds, Nerri was racing forward towards his now opponent. As he grew close, Nerri ducked his head and leaped forward, prepared to head butt the black pup. He braced himself for impact, and internally apologized for what he was about to do. He didn't want to, but he had to obey his trainer.
Nerri used Tackle!
|Posted by: Wild Pokémon 1/24/18, 08:20 pm|
| As expected, the human wasn't about to let him just walk away. It seemed the other pup, however, didn't feel quite the same. The human had given an order but it took a moment before the pup reacted. It wasn't much, but it gave him time to pull together a quick plan. Pawsteps drew closer and closer and, with a growl, Houndour belched up a cloud of toxic fumes that lingered in the air. The pup, committed to his attack, would find it hard to avoid dashing right through them. Houdour, of course, wasn't about to just stand there and get hit and darted to the side, leaping up onto a pile of boxes to avoid being tackled. Your human is a bully and a thief. Just like all the others. You said he was looking for pokemon in need but when I refused his help he attacked. If he was as kind as you claim he'd have left me alone and went in search of some other pokemon to help. He growled down at the attacking pup.
After speaking, he fixed his gaze on the human. With a powerful jump, he launched himself over the other canine and raced toward the human, fangs bared and ready to give him a second bite to go with the first.
Houndour used Smog!
(Welp, clearly Houndour knows who to blame for this miss, lol. Good luck Lex. You're apparently going to need it. xD)
|Posted by: Lex Montgomery 1/29/18, 07:28 pm|
| To Lex's surprise, the little black pup was not only full of attitude, but quick on his feet as well. He heard the approaching pounding of paws and reacted swiftly. He leaped out of the way of Nerri's attack, but not before spewing out a thick cloud of black smoke to leave in his wake. Nerri was already in midair, there was no way to avoid landing directly in it. His paws hit the ground and the thick, poisonous gas instantly filled his lungs. For the first time today, Lex was worried. He watched anxiously as Nerri began to cough uncontrollably.
"You little-" he grumbled, but his words were cut short as the little black pup charged at him. NO! He's not! Y-you were the one that attacked... *cough* him first! If you weren't so... *cough* quick to assume the worst, you'd see that he just wanted to... *cough cough* help... Nerri could barely speak as he limped back into view from the thick smoke. His limbs weren't injured, it was just extremely difficult for him to walk, cough, and speak simultaneously. His insides burned as if he had inhaled flames, and his throat hurt worse with each cough.
This wasn't good. Lex was quick on his feet but not as quick as this little rascal. He backed up as quickly as he could, stumbling over an empty milk crate and almost losing his balance. Trying to think quickly, he scooped up the milk crate and held it directly in front of him with the open end facing the Houndour. "Listen you little twerp. I didn't want to hurt you. I was trying to help!" he blurted out, bracing himself for the impact. "If you don't calm down, I'm going to trap you with this crate and sit on it until you do!" Lex yelled. If he timed it just right, he could slam the crate down and trap the pup inside.
Nerri was approaching, but not very quickly. Without being able to take in decent oxygen, he was having a heck of a time breathing. His trainer was in trouble though, so he couldn't give up so easily. Luckily, he didn't have to be close to pull off his next move. Gritting his teeth, Nerri dug his nails into the snow-sprinkled dirt. He held his breath to keep himself from coughing and dug up a small chunk of the ground underneath him, kicking it in the Houndour's direction. The chunk of rock flew forward, and Nerri collapsed from the force it took and began to cough again.
Nerri was poisoned!
Nerri used Rock Throw!
Nerri is hurt by poison.
(This was the best I could come up with, lol... Lex will try to catch the pup in the milk crate if possible, so I'll leave it up to you if the Houndour dodges it or continues with his attack and gets trapped. Let me know if I need to change anything!)
|Posted by: Wild Pokémon 2/2/18, 01:46 pm|
| Houndour ignored the pup. He'd tried to get the human to leave him alone by growling and snapping. When that hadn't worked, he'd bitten him. His bite had only been a more forceful warning. If he'd really wanted to hurt the human he could have. And now he would. He'd tried to just walk away and leave and the human hadn't let him. Which meant he'd had no intention of helping. His goal all along had been to take pokemon from their home. Some might have welcomed it but not him. He was fine and he would continue to be fine living on his own. But first he had to get away from this human and his pesky puppy.
Between the pup's coughing, the human shouting and the pounding of his own paws, he didn't hear the puppy digging up a pawful of loose rock and dirt. The attack hit him from behind and he stumbled. Before he could regain his footing and change direction, a crate slammed down on top of him. His first reaction was to try and chew through it. But he couldn't get a good grip and it was just barely big enough to fit him inside it, leaving very little room to try and find a better angle. But luckily chewing wasn't his only option. True to his word, the human was sitting on the crate. The crate that was made of wood. Either the human was really stupid or had just grabbed whatever was nearby out of fear. But whatever the reason, wood was no problem for a Houndour. He shifted as much as he could, lifting his muzzle and aiming it at the crate above his head. He gave a short warning growl as flames built inside his mouth before he spit several small embers at the wood that contained him. Luckily, the wood was old and caught fire somewhat easily. Now all he had to do was wait. The flames wouldn't hurt Houndour, but the human might get a bit warmer than he'd anticipated if he stayed up there much longer.
|Posted by: Lex Montgomery 2/5/18, 10:06 am|
| Luckily, Nerri had the forethought to kick off an attack at the angry little pup, which happened to work hand in hand with Lex's plan. The little boulder Nerri kicked up from the frozen soil hit the Houndour square in the rump, sending him tumbling forward. Lex, who was already prepared with the wooden crate in hand, was positioned perfectly. The few seconds it took the pup to get back to its feet allowed Lex just enough time to slam down the crate, successfully trapping it inside.
A small victory! Lex spun around and took a seat right on top of the crate, just as he had promised. Houndour's strength would be no match to Lex's body weight, and Lex would sit here until this angry little pup calmed down. Lex crossed his arms proudly, and grinned victoriously. "Gotcha." he grunted. Then, his smile began to fade as the smell of smoke filled his nostrils.
The seat of his leather pants suddenly felt very warm. Panic set in. Lex quickly bent over and gave the pup a look, and sure as hell the top of the crate was on fire. Worried he might get an ember to the face, Lex quickly jumped up to his feet. He turned, and lifted his leg to place his right boot on top of the crate to keep it grounded. Thank goodness for his thick leather boots, but they wouldn't be able to stand against the heat for much longer. Not to mention, the crate being made of wood wouldn't be able to keep its form for much longer either.
By this time, Nerri had hobbled his way over. The coughing continued but in smaller, shorter fits. The poison still coursed through his veins though, causing him to wince in pain occasionally. He probably one last good attack in him, before he'd most likely faint. He wouldn't be able to take an attack from the Houndour, that was for sure. Luckily, his opponent was contained and unable to escape, for now. Nerri did the next best thing he could think of, and kicked up more frozen chunks of the ground.
Lex heard Nerri roar, a determined battle roar that suggested he was giving it his all. Seeing the wincing pup trying so hard made Lex feel happy and sad simultaneously. He would reward the pup later, he promised. A small boulder landed directly in front of the crate, rolling to a stop just at the wood frame. At first, Lex wondered why on earth Nerri would try to use another Rock Throw when the Houndour was clearly held in a cage. Then, another boulder appeared, and another. Before he knew it, the crate was practically covered in small, frozen boulders. Lex, placing his trust in his little companion, pulled his boot away just as the last boulder fell into place.
Lex wasn't sure what would happen next. The Houndour would be trapped inside with the burning crate, which wouldn't necessarily harm the Houndour. Would the smoke harm the Houndour? Lex didn't have too much time to think about it, because the sight of Nerri collapsing caught his attention. He left the boulder pile and rushed over to Nerri. "Ugh. I'm sorry kid." he said softly, scooping up the Rockruff into his arms. The pup whimpered, having barely enough strength to open his eyes. Lex reached back to his belt and pulled off a small bottle. He gently sprayed a mist of medication over his pokémon, and afterwards, ran his fingers through the damp fur to help work in the potion.
Nerri used Rock Tomb!
Nerri is hurt by poison.
Lex used a potion!
(So, I'm not sure how potions work in battles but I figured this would help give Nerri a little while longer. Not only that, but once the Houndour escapes the Rock Tomb he'll see Lex holding Nerri in his arms and genuinely caring about his own pokémon's well-being. Hopefully that helps, lol... if not, if this Houndour is dead set on being alone, Lex might go ahead and give up, saying "it's not worth his own pokemon's pain" and then maybe that will also convince the Houndour. Whatever works for you!~)
|Posted by: Wild Pokémon 2/9/18, 10:35 am|
| Houndour had expected the human to get up and move away from the burning create, allowing him to escape. He had not planned on the human being determined to keep him imprisoned in a burning pile of wood. Not that the flames would hurt him, his natural ability meant his body absorbed flame and used it to boost his inner fire. But the human wouldn't know that. Not all Houndour shared that ability. For some, flames were just as dangerous as they were to any other pokemon. Some kind-hearted creature this human was. He could be killing him right now and didn't even care!
A thud drew his gaze from glaring at the human to the other canine. He'd forgotten about that little runt. More thuds followed the first and a sliver of fear began to set in. The wooden crate, though burning nicely and likely going to fall apart soon, was being surrounded by rocks. He had not expected this either. That pup, for all that he blindly believed that his human was 'good and kind and wanted to help', was smart. As the last rock fell into place, Houndour could only crouch down and wait.
It didn't take long for the weight of the rocks to cause the compromised wooden crate to collapse. The rocks, no longer held steady by the crate, collapsed around him. For a moment, nothing happened. It was possible the pup was unconscious, or worse, but eventually some of the rocks shifted and the Houndour clawed his way free. It was clear he was in no shape to do any further fighting, however, as he crawled free of the rock pile and collapsed, panting heavily. He wasn't even sure he had the energy to defend himself if the other canine attacked, or worse, the human tried to imprison him in one of those balls.
|Posted by: Lex Montgomery 2/9/18, 06:42 pm|
| Nerri blinked a few times before looking up at Lex. When his tail began to wag, Lex knew he was going to be okay. That tail rarely ever stopped wagging. A grin spread over Lex's faces and he leaned in close, snuggling the Rockruff up to his face. "Good job, buddy. Quick thinking, too. Let's catch this stubborn little pup and get him healed up." he said, and gently let the Rockruff back down on the ground. The pup gave a shake from head to tail, clearly feeling better now.
Lex glanced up to see the Houndour collapsed in the light snow. His heart ached. He really hadn't meant for things to get so crazy. His vision of how this particular encounter went involved a cold, starving pup that needed help and Lex was the hero. In this instance, he appeared to be the villain. With a frown, he stepped over towards the black pup and pulled a pokéball off his belt. He tossed it into the air and caught it a few times as he walked over. Once he was close enough, he knelt down to his knees.
"Sorry little man. I hadn't meant for it to go this way." he said, and the stinging of his forearm reminded him that he needed to seek medical attention soon. At the very least, he needed to give his bite wounds a good flush and bandage. With a sigh, he tossed the pokéball forward. It landed with a soft thud directly on the Houndour's back. If the pup stayed in the ball, Lex would hurry to the nearest Pokémon Center and get them both healed back up. He also vowed to show this stubborn little dog that he really does mean well, and that despite his confusing occupation, he really is a good guy.
Lex threw a pokéball!
|Posted by: Wild Pokémon 2/11/18, 02:20 pm|
|Wild Houndour was caught|