A little ball of fur, fast and nimble, dodging the cumbersome bull with surprising swiftness. Galayne had noticed the Houndour approaching too late, still busy trying to wrestle the blanket when it bumps into her. Had it not been for the tree behind her she would've surely toppled over, and stares in bewilderment at the pokémon partially hidden beneath the blanket she partially dropped to keep her balance. Its snout peeks from underneath it; familiar beyond reason.

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She knows the type hidden beneath it, now scuffling to freedom, and feels a lump forming in her throat. A lump hard to swallow, beads of sweat pearling on her back. In a moment that feels like an eternity to her she stares at the Houndour staring back at her. Its familiarity a torture. She loved it once; its species and a specific specimen she once called her own. She still does. But her mind and body only remember the fear when they huffed fire, and decided that fear was more important than the fond memories.

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Closing her eyes, Galayne grips the blanket more tightly to will away the slight shaking of her hands and forces a smile. A smile that surprisingly meets her eyes as she kneels to pet the little canine. "Hey little guy," The shiver never fully leaves her hands, but with the winter weather she can just blame the cold instead.

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When she hears a voice -presumably its trainer- Galayne raises her head, only to see a face she had not expected, and a Lurantis by the purple-haired woman's side. This time her smile seems more genuine. "Oh, not to worry! Bravo's just the same in all honesty, and I can't quite blame them for being so giddy in these open fields." The Kalosian chuckles, rising to her feet. "Wouldn't you say so, Your Excellency?"

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+ Elise Calcifet || Bond Bridge

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