In the dead of what was laughably called winter, the harsh Hoennian sun bears down upon the swaying grasses of Route 120. Orion has taken refuge beneath the shade of a large tree, a visor emblazoned with the Rangers' logo shielding his gaze from the glare. Though he wears the garb of the Rangers, with appropriate patches signifying his rank within the organization, it's fairly evident he's off-duty.

A short distance away, an Absol spars with a hulking, white-furred chimera. The Silvally has come a long way from the angry, feral creature that Orion had created with Cotillard's instructions; now, Perseus and Altair seem to be enjoying themselves.

Sprawled across Orion's lap, purring, an Espeon has chosen to separate herself from the conflict.

Orion's lazy smile dies on his lips, resolving into a frown complimented by furrowed brows. In the midst of their play, the Silvally has gone still and canted its head to one side, as if catching scent of something on the wind.

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