Guardians of Kalos

Small Beginnings

Two sets of paws hit the floor, before treading on a fuzzy purple rug.

The paws belonged to a fluff of grey with a mission.

It jumped on the purple bed, poking at the person who kept the covers wrapped around them.

The Pokémon let out its fiercest roar, a pitiful high-pitched squeak.

A green eye opened with the intent of murdering whoever woke it up.

The murderous intent faded when seeing the Pokémon prodding at the covers.

"Glameow, I've been up. Just ... just give me a few," a soft voice came from under the covers.

The Glameow jumped on the bed before running off downstairs.

The girl got out of bed after minutes of stretching.

She headed to the bathroom, sluggishly dragging her clothes with her.

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The Glameow wasn't the only living being on a mission today.

A spiky haired man with a gaze of a lion stalked about in a forest.

The greens and yellows from nearby bushes and grass enhanced the redness of his hair.

"Both have been sighted nearby. The sooner I find them, the closer I will have to a utopia of peace," he said, gazing around.

Chirping of nearby Pokémon answered him.

A brownish bunny hopped by.

The man's eyes widened, then his face carved into a grin.

He set off.
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The girl gazed at herself in the mirror.

She tried to keep her pigtails even as she looked over her outfit.

It was a struggle with her curly hair, that's for sure.

A blue hat with a white stripe racing through it, a black feather topped it off an X-like marking on it.

She put it on.

Her dress was white and blue, almost hiding the over the knee black and white socks, her grey riding boots finished the outfit.

Her eyes picked up on the fact her hair looked a darker shade of brown in this room even with the sunlight pouring in.

She picked up her blue purse, making sure the white stripes showed, as that was the correct side.

She headed downstairs, trying not trip over herself.

"Good morning Skyla. Baby could you feed Ekans outside? I've been so busy unpacking, I forgot about the poor thing," her mom greeted her from under boxes that had yet to be unpacked.

Skyla nodded, opening the door.

After she closed it, she didn't get very far when her eyes caught someone in their yard.