Underground Exploration 1Cheery was bouncing along the fields as she was chased by Gary. The shiny weepingbell had jumped on the dragon like pokemons head earlier that morning and he had been chasing her ever since then. So far she had managed not only to stay out of his reach but to lead him on a merry chase. She did not think that he would hurt her if he caught her but, he did seem awfully unhappy with her so who knows. She took another hop and let out a startled squeak as she felt the ground give way underneath her. She found herself falling, falling into a hole in the ground that kept going down.
Gary at this point was not truly mad at Cheery anymore and was mostly continuing the chase because it was entertaining for the pair of them. He was starting to close in on the silly bell when the ground opened up underneath her and swallowed her whole. His jaw dropped “CHEERY!” he called out feeling slightly panicked. Was she alright would he be ab
Ocean Exploration 1Sandor had wandered away from his friends as they played near to the shore. He liked the quiet of the open water and the brightness of the ocean. It had been a long time since he had swam in a sea even one so tame as this. Unlike some of the other pokemon he was an original, he had been revived from a fossil that his half elf trainer had found. He remembered if only dimly now days the old seas where he had grown up. His kind had been numerous than, like the magikarp and lanterns that now dominated the waters. He had been faster than too, not so stiff as if the stone he had become for a time had been unwilling to wholly release its hold on him. It made him tougher too, strengthening his bones and shell but he regretted the loss of his speed and agility. Where would he find himself if he were to get lost again. Would he become stone? Or would he simple pass away. He was pulled from his mussing as a movement of water told him that he w
At PeaceFrostfire was feeling a bit more hopeful now than he had felt for a while. He strolled down one of the many LeafClan trails. It was early morning and only the dawn patrols were in the woods with him. He had gone walking to think, to find his thoughts. Mallowstripe seemed to be losing her enthusiasm for this project of hers, her rebellion against Sparklestar. Frostfire had decided that he would pretend to remain with the rebels for the time being, he would watch and listen and do as they asked to a point. It left a bit of a bitter taste in his mouth, he who was so used to being honest with the world. He would be a watcher and try to divert the most dangerous of possible courses. This decision had given him peace. He had realized that for the moment his presence with the rebels did not mean much.
This choice had given him a sense of calm and peace. He had regained his center and could move onwards not stuck in the past, not filled wi