She/Them
15 (Estimated)
April 5th
Route 119/Fortree
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Wandering Wildchild
Cadet
new horizons
POSTED ON Jul 7, 2024 20:56:18 GMT
It was an odd group, to be sure - a couple of Mightyena and a Poochyena on their own wasn't out there, but the presence of a rather distinctive shiny Manectric and shiny Midnight Lycanroc threw a wrench in just how ordinary the group was.
The Manectric - Duchess - perked up as a familiar voice called to the group. Her tail wagged at the sight of Koji, and she'd bark to him before leading the group off. This way, friend! This way!
The Lycanroc - Ebon - glances back every so often as the group moves. Though he is not as familiar with Koji, he trusts in the rest of the pack's intuition here, and makes occasional stops to ensure that Koji can keep up.
Up a well-traveled path, one patterned with pawprints layered upon pawprints of varying sizes, and the rare hoofprints and shoeprints. Along a cliffside, where a small group of Honchkrow and Corviknights roost on the ridges above - watching...
... All to a large clearing in front of a den, one nestled into a nook in the cliffside, the entrance of said den covered by a heavy fur curtain to keep out the elements. In this clearing, more of the pack is present, canids of every shape and size just about. Some familiar, some not.
But most notable among the familiar, is a young girl. Pale skin, pale hair, bright red eyes - giggling and laughing with glee as she playwrestles with a Smeargle. Occasionally, her teeth snap at the air like a playing dog's would, and she yips and barks amidst her laughter; echoing the Smeargle's own joyful sounds.
However, it doesn't take long for her to realize they have a visitor. Ettie blinks, as she notices Koji out of the corner of her eye - and disengaging from her playbuddy, she rolls over into a seated criss-cross position. "Oh, hello!" Ettie chirps, clearly happy to see a familiar sight. "Friend! How-is?"
It'd been awhile, but Ettie still recognized Koji; and any friend was welcome here.
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