They/Them
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Ecruteak City
Pansexual
Phantom Thief
Grunt
Fox tails hidden under wedding dresses
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Makoto Kurumi
Kumiho [Mission]
POSTED ON Feb 6, 2024 21:17:24 GMT
Without Cillian's intervention, the fight - if it could be called that - would continue. Really, it was closer to that of Tamamo doing whatever she could to torment and bewilder Tsukiko or Makoto - the latter especially. But this was the sort of thing that the fiery Shadow Pokemon delighted in, tails swishing and ears pricked as she lurked and skulked.
Step by step, bit by bit, under the cover of the illusory shadows... The Kantonian Ninetales is able to draw in close to Makoto, whilst Tsukiko is bewildered and confused - and thus unable to fully protect them or even keep track of what's going on. Even as she came within a few feet of Makoto, she was able to remain concealed by the shadows...
... Until, she finally pounced. Makoto shouted in alarm as they were sent tumbling to the ground, as Tamamo slammed into their back. Though they tried to struggle away, her weight had them pinned.
Tsukiko, hearing the scuffle, whirled around with every intention to get Tamamo away from Makoto, tails beginning to spark with draconic flames. But she came to a stop, when the Kantonian Ninetales placed her fangs against the back of the trainer's neck; not biting down, but the threat to stay right there - or else - was clear.
Makoto, in turn, was stock-still; fear rising in their chest, even if they tried their damnedest to remain calm and find an escape route.
And Tamamo was well aware of this - of her trainer's fear, of the control she had over Tsukiko by having Makoto in her grasp like this. Pulling her teeth back, she grinned - before letting loose a mocking vulpine laugh, tails swishing. It was about time she got to have one over Tsukiko - and being able to put her superiority to work was a satisfying feeling.
Tamamo was strong. They were weak. As far as the fox cared, there was nothing else that one needed to know or understand.
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