[attr="class","illie"]

[attr="class","illie b"]

[attr="class","illie i"]movement comes in the form of a part of the night sky. floating, as if gravity doesn't tether it to earth. of course it wouldn't... a meteorite turned pokemon, broken down to the core and left to reveal darkness with the colors of the milky way mingled in.

naturally, she's drawn to the colors. not only are they outside the normal but there's something else about them that captures her. swirls of brightness against inky black, like hope against despair. it floats closer, as curious of her as she is of it.

a hand rises. a reach, a brush of fingers against a white spike, and an almost delighted sound from the meteor. she flashes a smile, soft and tender. and without really thinking of it, she guides the minior close. tucking it against her chest, almost cradling the little piece of space as if it's mother. it stays, surprisingly, and she's inching toward the next part of the safari. behind her, deus coos and loyally follows, a large clay hand moving to wave gently at their newfound friend.

safari - warden ticket edition.
capturing, cmere cutie
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