Ch. 62
* * * Tempest * * * For the death of me, I couldn't sit still. Poor Claire had to watch me pace and tap my claws on tables and even when we snuck off to enjoy a...
Ch. 32
When I awoke, it was to an embarrassed apology from Wendy, who was already well into the room as my eyes opened. Tempest was still draped half over me, and my pants were hanging over the edge of the bed. She...
Ch. 57
--Helena-- Trapped. Suffocating. The lights. The heat. The way everyone stared. That endless fucking chanting. It wasn't even words. It was just gibberish. A bunch of made up shit to sound impressive. I couldn't move....
Ch. 37
I must have managed to fall asleep, though I couldn’t have guessed at when. It was before dawn, if only just, when Penance woke me, quiet and tense, her paw on my mouth stifling my voice. She nudged me hard then turned to face the window. ...
Ch. 30
The next day, I translated for Staccato, and for Penance, both of whom appreciated the chance to really talk to Wendy. I was worried it was going to be a bit of a bloodbath, but both were very quick to let go of their grievances,...
Ch. 36
The sensation of a jolt brought me back to reality, some half-formed little dream dissipating from eyes I hadn’t realized had slid shut. Wendy slid off of Staccato in front of me, and as I came to my senses with a start, I realized...
Ch. 58
--Penance-- I had honestly resigned myself to curl up on his coat and wait it out. A little awkward, but I was glad he didn't leave himself completely vulnerable. If it meant I could protect him, I could handle having to sit there and listen to...
Ch. 67
-------- Trainer -------- I had asked for their patience. For a little time and a little space. Led Tempest away, away from the hushed murmuring,...
Ch. 45
--Trainer-- Gwen didn’t say a word as I outlined what I understood. She nodded, and sighed, her hands clasped in front of her as she sat in front of me. She frowned at me as I told her what I was planning to do, and interrupted me. ...
Ch. 66
* * * Sybil * * * I awoke in a panic. Paranoid glance around a semi-dark room. Unfamiliar. Too clean. Too fresh. Smell of soap. Of other pokemon. Of the sea...
Ch.88
-------- Sharon - Trainer's friend -------- It had been a long trip. Not physically, but having had all that time to think was too much. I stood at the shore and found...
Ch. 87
-------- Tempest - Trainer's Lycanroc -------- It was late in the afternoon when I finally had him to myself. For the longest time I just laid my head in his lap, and let him pet me. I'd...