#; 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 (Veronica)

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@thestupidmeanone continued from X

Teleport here? That was unexpected to say the least... but certainly an effective way to swiftly, and hopefully, get her mood up.

(Text to: Kario]: ok you can do that just don't starle me.

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lycanspirited “Vera. Better then name your kid after a rock.” He guested for her to lead the way shaking her paw. “Werewolf or full on Lycan?” He asked honestly.

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" Lycan, Hound ... whatever you wanna call me. But I'm 100% no bullshit, you can count on that- "

Vera responded with an added chuckle, her steps leading them off to her apartment building. While digging into her shorts for her keys, she looked back at him.

" Alcohol has no effect on you, huh ? That's gotta suck ... "

“I can’t get drunk, it has no effect on me.” He was honestly, he loved to drink, but hated it could never dull the mind.

“What kind?”

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The hound let out gentle breaths through her nostrils. She was hurt... but not badly. Yet enough to make moving or even breathing rather difficult.

For now, she sat idle by the side of a rock. Both of her large paws were firmly clutching the side of her body that was cut.

" Hhhh ... hhhh ... "

Her eyes and ears were alert.. just in case someone was out to attack her.

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Valentine's day continued from here @thestupidmeanone

Oh dear. She was definetly out of her comfort zone here. She didn't know whether to simply invite him, or act as though she's unfazed either way.

So she attempted a mix of both.

" I mean, you could hang at my place if you want or, like, whatever ... ... since you have no other plans, I mean. I'm free, I guess. "

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@thestupidmeanone replied: Kairo's gonna smooch that cheek!

" You- ! What would- wh- what ?! "

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Veronica has appeared! What to do?

Marry Kiss cheek Insult Kick

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How evil are they?

Rivor is 14 percent evil

" I'll take it. Thought it might be more. "

Veronica is 23 percent evil.

" How am I higher than Rivor ??? "

Bam is 29 percent evil

" Bruh .. "

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Puts a pretty flower crown on Veronica's head.

And she'll wear it happily.

" Heh ! Does it look good on me ? "

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Random headcanon

Veronica is very much the night-owl kind. She'll wake up (cranky AF) close to the afternoon and will go to sleep well past the hours of midnight.

Pro tip: Don't disturb her sleep.

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;; On my look-out for Anthro! Verses, I managed to finally settle on one of them. That one being Veronica, who'll take the face claim of Loona. Hey-hoo!

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Days long gone

She knew something was wrong the moment she heard the home in complete silence. The house was too quiet, no sounds of the daily life that all the 'mons had been subjected to. No thrashing, no screaming.

She had been with him for over twenty years; she knew his habits better than she knew herself. This was the time when they were all supposed to start training. But there was no wake-up call.

No call at all in fact.

Silence.

To investigate wasn't her first choice, but there was still a deep fear within her that made her stay on their demanded schedule. Even if her master couldn't keep it himself, she knew she would get the blame if she failed to maintain it.

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All that was luminated in the dark hours of the early morning was the kitchen. A kitchen in ruin. A place of otherwise neat order was scattered and messy.

She walked in... and as expected, her master was there. Laid out on the floor.

Her glowing pupils met with his own. Visions locked for a good few seconds. But there was nothing behind the gaze of the man. A cold, lifeless, constant stare was all she got... behind a pale face.

She knew death when she saw it. More times than she wanted, she had been the one to cause it.

But this was the first time she had felt relief and... freedom upon seeing it.

Someone had killed him.

He was dead.

He is dead.

All emotions felt was purely on the inside... but nevertheless, she felt herself lean in to nab what little piece of victory she could get out of the situation.

" You got what you deserved ... "

Her head gently jutted back after the careful whisper, as if a part of her was still afraid he would spring back to life in order to punish her for speaking like that.

But it didn't happen.

It didn't.

No more...

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Well, this certainly put the hound in an awkward situation. On one hand, she had this strainger to deal with.... and whatever his reason was for espcaing from these humans.

On the other, she really didn't have a soft spot for humans... especially those who would pray on the good behavior of Pokémon.

For this reason, she beckoned for the Sneasel to move into her den. It was right behind her, so it shouldn't be that hard to see.

In the mean time, she remained mostly idle, awaiting the confrontation of humans if it should end up coming.

Continued from here.

Sal wasn’t one who liked getting into trouble. It was true that he stole food from humans, but only ones that were abundant in their possessions. He had been doing that today when he ran afoul of a group he had encountered before. Sal was scared of humans, he tended to avoid them as much as he could save for when he needed to steal to survive. He didn’t go picking fights.

These humans though, they were hunters after him specifically. Because he was a pokemon that once belonged to a rich person, that tended to draw the eye of people who wanted to make a buck. They desired to take him back to his old trainer, which was a fate worse than death in Sal’s eyes as he looked upon the other pokemon before himself. He needed help from the other mon.

“I am sorry…to bother you but they want to take me back…I can’t go back..please tell me where to hide please…I can’t let them find me…”

The terror upon his face was plain to see. He pointed his claw back towards where the sounds of men running could be heard. He was begging for help.

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Does Veronica have a favorite sex position too?

Sunday questions [Accepting]

" Of course I do. "

" I'm not all too ... experienced at it, but I do have some pretty strong legs on me. So I like to, ah ... how should I say ... 'bounce'. "

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Kairo and Vera for the heart meme?

Heart-rates! [Accepting]

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗 FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗 SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗 ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗

" Kairo, that's my man right there. He's cool A-F. "

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unmeisenshi "I see..." Phoebe said, closing her eyes. She had enough sense to know that those responsible could come back after Vera. Phoebe didn't exactly want that happening, especially in the state the other Lycanroc was in. Phoebe opened her eyes and looked to the sky, noting the time of day. She also had been through here numerous times, and knew the lay of the land. Phoebe looked back at Veronica. "I think it's best to get you out of the open. There's a cave near here that I know is empty, and that we can make a camp in. If you can walk, I'll help you there. And if not, then I'm carrying you there." The Lycanroc's voice was stern, almost letting Vera know to not argue with her about it.

Veronica's ears would perk up lightly. She had certainly noticed the shift in Phoebe's tone. It was assertive. More so than before. Despite Vera having refused aid before, the other hound didn't seem willing to budge on her aid. Even so, Veronica was as stubborn as ever.

" I'm not weak ... of course I can walk. "

As such, she began to make her way up to her legs... but it was hardly smooth. She had to lean much of her body against the boulder that she had sat against. On the way up, her hind paws slid numerous times against the dirt underneath, and she was growling in pain. Albeit somewhat quietly, but it was clear she was deliberately hiding how much it actually hit.

Alas, she did make it up. But she looked unbalanced at best.

" Aahhh ... mrh ... okay ... lead the way ... "

Phoebe's ears would flatten when Veronica yelled. She would close her eyes and sigh, collapsing her bo staff and sitting down in front of the other Lycanroc.

"I'm not going to leave you out here to bleed out. So now you're stuck with me until you accept my help. Whether that means you pass out or ask for it we'll have to wait and see." Phoebe would open her side pack and handed another Oran Berry to Veronica. "Can we at least exchange names? I'm Phoebe."

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😘((Kairo givin Vera a smooch))

International kiss day [Accepting]

The kiss was planted on the hound to a surprised gasp. She looked stunned for a moment, widened eyes contracting into a glare soon enough, red eyes staring the kitsune down for a few seconds...

... only for those same eyes to roll up with a huff.

" Ugh ... fine, I'll give you a pass because of what today is. Don't get used to it. I might not be so nice next time. "