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Poké Egg
Burnout watches, but never speaks
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Post by /|*Burnout*|\ on Jun 9, 2007 17:29:10 GMT -5
Flare sat down on a thin patch of grass, stones poked their way through her fur. "Ouch!" She yelped, as one particularly painful stone pricked her belly. "Why do we have to stay here, Blaze?" Flare complaned.
Blaze wasn't listening, he was buisy gathering wood. He set the wood down in front of Flare and lit it on fire with his Flamethrower. "It's quiet here, Flare. My head hurts, and I just want to get away from everyone for a few days." Blaze sighed " Soon we'll find a home, I promise"
Flare sighed, and turned away, the last time Blaze had said that was such a long time ago, Flare barely remembered it...
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Post by skystar on May 14, 2008 8:53:27 GMT -5
Sindra floated through the grave yard looking fo prey. As she floated in the sky she lay hiiden in the dark midnight sky. She watched as two houndoms started a fire. She turned invisable and felw down to the fire and put it out. She than floated over to one of the houndooms and went to pull there ear. She was having trouble holding in her laugh as a little cackle escaped her.
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briaka
Baby Pokémon
There's always tomorrow.
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Post by briaka on Mar 21, 2009 22:00:31 GMT -5
Firehowl padded quietly among the bone-littered ground. Every once in a while, he would step on a particularly brittle bone, and it would snap, sending a small jolt of pain up his leg. He would curse under his breath, then the graveyard would fall silent again.
The Houndour's slow walk eventually brought him into sight of the two Houndooms. Growling to himself, he was about to turn around when a flicker of motion caught his attention. Taking a closer look, he spotted an almost invisible mass floating close to one of the pokemon. It was a ghost type, of that Firehowl was certain, but he didn't know what species it was, or even what it was doing. Shrugging, he decided that it was none of his business, and he began to walk away.
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