cass, cassie
she/her
seventeen
november 7th
petalburg city, hoenn
grey-aroace
student (private school)
civilian
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
aftermath before a storm [solo wild]
POSTED ON Dec 27, 2023 11:36:57 GMT
"You know what, that whole trip was not-" Cassandra murmurs to herself, about to turn around in this godforsaken (?) landscape to head back to a warm and cosy home, when she catches a movement in the corner of her eye. Immediately alert, she whips around, firmly holding the pokéball of her fletchling Effie. However, the movement isn't threatening - it's rather elegant, in fact.
A pokémon which she's never seen before dances in the icy scenery, moving about elegantly. It has a copper sheen to it, which makes her wonder if it might be made of copper entirely. Stunned and mesmerised, she watches for another moment, before it finally notices her, and startles. Now, its behaviour speaks of aggression, and she quickly pulls up her hands, then lowers them slowly, realising her mistake.
"I didn't mean to interrupt you," she speaks in a clear voice, louder than she intended in this white nothingness (there's a lot, but all this white seems to blur). "That was ... very beautiful." Its loud stomps were rhythmic, and its movements simply so fluent. "You're a very good dancer."
The cufant still eyes Cassandra with scepticism, but seems to also be soothed by the soft tone of her voice. It doesn't approach, but doesn't attack her as she approaches. "Hey, mind if I join you for a bit?" She tries to translate its quadruped movements to her two legs, and fails - gladly, there's no one around to actually, so she could be embarrassed in peace. However, the cufant itself seems to pick up on what she intends to do, and it chirps happily, starting to pick up its dance where it left off before, and encouraging Cassandra to join in it.
"I swear, I'm not that hopeless, usually," she laughs after a while, "All those layers don't really help." She gestures to her gloves, scarves (yes, two), jacket, inner jackets and shirts and trousers. "But hey ... if you wanna come with me, we can maybe work on it together?" she asks, finally taking out an empty pokéball and letting the wild Cufant sniff it for a moment, before throwing it and hoping for the best.
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