#absols write

[teecupangel]

This idea came because @thewolfprince left this in the Ditto Desmond idea:

I’ll be totally honest my brain saw “Desmond” and “Pokemon” and went “RATONHNHAKÉ:TON GETS DESMOND POKEMON COMPANION TOO???”

Here’s @thewolfprince’s Desmond as Altaïr’s Eevie/Sylvion fic based on this and this is the Desmond as Ezio’s Zoruark fic based on this.

I thought Ditto!Desmond would be better off as a Ditto masquerading as a trainer so here’s Ratonhnhaké:ton getting Desmond as a different Pokemon instead.

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He had heard of the Disaster Pokemon.

Everyone had.

Many were afraid of it.

Many say that it brings catastrophe wherever it goes.

To see it would mean it was there to bring pain and suffering.

But Ratonhnhaké:ton’s village did not believe that.

Absol wasn’t the bringer of disasters.

He was the herald.

He was the crier.

He was there to warn those who would be affected.

He was there trying to save them.

“Ratonhnhaké:ton, what’s wrong?” One of his playmates asked when he didn’t move.

He should be closing his eyes so his friends could hide.

“We need to go.” Ratonhnhaké:ton said as he continued to stare at those clear blue eyes.

Eyes begging him to understand.

One of his friends turned to where he was staring at and gasped, “It’s a shiny Absol!”

All of the children ran towards them to look at the Pokemon standing a few meters away from them, his white fur and red skin contrasting the trees between them.

“We need to go!” Ratonhnhaké:ton shouted at his friends.

The Absol nodded slightly and Ratonhnhaké:ton could feel something inside him tell him.

Go home.

Tell mother.

Save the village.

“The village is in trouble!” Ratonhnhaké:ton shouted and began to ran. The other children ran as well, following Ratonhnhaké:ton.

They all remember their parents’ words…

“If you see an Absol, return to the village and tell everyone to ‘run’.”

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I was debating if he should have a Braviary!Desmond but an eagle motif Pokemon feels like it should be all of his ancestors’ Pokemon or, being my bias, Altaïr’s Pokemon.

Then I thought of making Desmond one of my favorite Pokemon, Froslass, and idea was Ratonhnhaké:ton would try to cross a mountain during a severe snowstorm and loses his consciousness on the way, the last thing he sees being a Froslass who brings him to an abandoned cabin deep into the forest but then I remember @saberamane suggesting Absol to be part of Desmond’s Pokemon team and I couldn’t resist XD

[fluxydrawings]

art is all about drawin the most self indulgent shit possible. have Crane from this one undertale oc insert fic i adore deeply that hasnt upd8ed since 2016 and haunts me and Siffrin In Stars And Time hangin out :) I think they'd be friends <3

[ask-team-misfit]

[ in response to this ; @ask-the-royal-absol ]

Watching the five Rock-types move what must have been massive chunks of wall was impressive, for a few moments. Upon seeing how quickly it drained their strength and how exhausted they appeared after the fact, her amazement faded and became concern.

As they looked at her, she smiled down at them apologetically, as very familiar self-conscious feelings crept up in her.

After all, it wouldn't be the first time others went above and beyond because of her larger size.

[ ID: A grayscale bust drawing of Pikavee slightly angled away from the viewer towards the left. She's smiling nervously, and her eyes are closed. A few sweat drops are present on her face. Her ears are drooped down. Pikavee's appearance is as described here. End ID ]

Pikavee: "S-sorry for all the trouble… thank you so much. Even for someone as big as me, you're offering a room."

Her usual meek smile was more forced at the moment. It felt funny enough having spoke to King Flint, an actual king in the flesh. The closest thing back in Sciliva were celebrities; Pokemon famous enough to have scores of plushies made in their likeness.

She wondered if she were too casual with the Excadrill, with his officials, even. Should she have bowed? Addressed them in a special way?

All these would've-could've-should've thoughts only made her more nervous, and she was sticking out as is.

Little else to do but follow her assigned guides to her room. She trailed behind at a distance considerably more generous than usual, watching her feet quite a bit more than she would have otherwise; she soon became self-conscious over how hard she stepped even, despite her footfalls being quite soft in reality, being a cat-like Pokemon. Soft as a giant cat-like Pokemon could be, that is.

Now that she was thinking of King Flint, again his comment stuck out in her mind. About her parents.

[incog9012]

A Late Night Absol Thought

Since I'm struggling to stay asleep tonight and I'm up as it is, have a thought tonight:

Absols are predisposed to experiencing heart attacks as a result of extreme stress that comes from their disaster-sensinf abilities. Interestingly, their bodies also seem to have countermeasures to ensure an Absol can actually survive these heart attacks without major consequences, if any at all. This does, however, still leave them at a higher risk of death by heart attack. In addition, more than one trainer will be shocked to find their Absol locked up and seemingly without pulse, only for them to bounce back within minutes to warn them of disaster. Take care of your Absol!

Please stay in close contact with your preferred pokemon doctor to ensure your Absol meets stress thresholds and is not at increased risk of heart attack.

[askwanderingdreamer]

Birthday gift of Yua being absolutely adorable to another Absol? to my close pal @floofangel the happy feelings; ended up commissioning @askcapital for this

[forthedancingandthethriving]

Frozen Heart

Tama wraps her arms around herself as she rubs her shoulders, trying to warm herself up more. She was leaning against Absol, with the Pichu Brothers huddled between them and Hoopa floating about with worry. A Macargo was sitting in front of them, the poor Fire-Type looking a bit confused but otherwise fine.

"Still can't make a portal, Hoopa?" Tama asks softly, body shivering still.

Hoopa shakes his head, dejected.

Tama sighs softly. "It's not your fault, Hoopa.. that shadow thing was really weird.."

She flicks her ears in hopes of activating that weird hearing thing she has, but theres nothing. Its all muffled, and theres a soft ringing that she's pretty sure is from her head slamming into the ground when the shadow spat her out.

"Hey, Macargo?" She speaks up softly to the Pokémon. "Do you.. want to come with us?" She smiles nervously. "Please?"

The Pokémon eyes her before letting out an affirmative "Macargo."

Thankful for that, Tama stands up. The Pichu Brothers snuggle themselves on either side of her neck, and Absol stands close to her. With Hoopa easily picking up Macargo, the group began to walk.

Snow was endless, covering every square inch. The trees were a snowy white, the sky was a deep gray, and the ambient sounds were so loud.

Born of cold and winter air and mountain rain combining..

Tama glances around as they get to the edge of a forest, looking around. She felt a small shift in her, and she could hear the clinking of armor. Instrurtments and music.

She gestures for the Pokémon to be quiet as they continue to walk.

This icy force, both foul and fair, has a frozen heart worth mining.

Tama wrapped her arms around herself, rubbing them as she tried to stay warm. Even if Macargo was nearby, she still felt very, very cold. Like her heart was frozen over or something of the sort.

Strike for love and strike for fear. See the beauty, sharp and clear.

Tama paused when she spotted something in the distance. She tilted her head and pointed. "Absol? Do you see that?"

"Sol?" Absol tilted her head before her eyes narrowed. In the distance, she saw something. A camp, maybe?

Split the ice apart, and break the frozen heart.

Tama tripped on a hidden root. With a shriek, she went tumbling down the hill, the Pichu Brothers managing to hop off just before.

"Absol!"

"Pi!" "Chu!"

"Hoppa!"

"Macargo!"

She heard the cries of the Pokémon as she tumbled, but she couldn't stop herself. She stopped rolling eventually, stopping some dozen or so feet from the encampent.

Hup! Ho! Watch your step! Let it go!

Tama rubs her head and looks up. Her ears pin back when she sees several fully armored soldiers staring at her, their own eyes wide. Soon enough the Pokémon were by her sides, and the soldiers were drawing their weapons and instruments.

"Oh Muses," Tama whispers.

Hup! Ho! Watch your step! Let it go!

Tama scrambles to her feet and runs as fast as she can, just narrowly dodging whatever arrows and spells are shot at her. She can hear the Pokémon fire their own attacks before rushing after her.

"After her!"

Beautiful, powerful, dangerous, cold!

"Run, run, run.." Tama whispers under her breath as she kept on running. She shrieks in fear when an arrow whizzes past.

Ice has a magic can't be controlled.

She hears the distinct sound of something bubbling. Just like the bubbling she hear before she and Tiresias were grabbed by the strange, stinging shadows.

Stronger than one, stronger than ten..

Tama turns around and stumbles as she runs, looking down at her shadows. The Pokémon bolt past her.

Stronger than a hundred men.

It's grown larger and a pair of yellow eyes are glaring at her.

"HA!"

And the shadow moves and grows, swallowing them up, leaving bewildered soldiers watching.

The stinging shadows spit her out in what's clearly a castle. Cold, freezing cold. Icy pillars..

And the sound of someone approaching.

Born of cold and winter air and mountain rain combining.. This icy force, both foul and fair, has a frozen heart worth mining.

Tama scrambles to her feet as, from behind a pillar, Queen Fleurette emerged. She held in her paw a rune.

Cut through the heart, cold and clear.

With a flick of the queen's tail, ice shards began to shoot at the Pokémon, forcing them to run and dodge, rushing away from Tama.

Strike for love..

Queen Fleurette approached, her heels clacking.

Strike for fear..

Tama's breath grew quicker as she fell back, continuing to back away.

There's beauty..

Fleurette's eyes narrowed, clutching the rune tighter. Hesitation and determination flowed in her eyes.

And there's danger here..

Tama's ears pinned back as she stared up at the queen, terrified.

Split the ice apart!

The queen tossed the rune.

Beware the frozen heart..

Tama cries out as it hit her square in the chest. A horrible freeze goes over her body as she sits and wraps her arms around herself.

The Pokémon, no longer being assaulted by ice, ran over to her as Fleurette watched. Tama tried to get up, tried to stand, but.. she couldn't..

She opened her eyes and stared in horror to see they were frozen.

Pichu Big and Pichu Little let out terrified cries, trying to nudge her as Macargo moved closer, trying to warm her up.

As the ice spreads to her abdomen, Tama looks to Fleurette helplessly.

"I'm sorry, little kit," the queen murmurs. "But this is for the greater good."

Shadows and ice move, and the Pokémon are gone. Sent back to Luminos, not that Tama knows.

The ice freezes Tama over, and the kit takes her final breath.

Fleurette stands there, looking at the frozen one. At the back of her mind, something nags her that this is wrong. Something about Lumiere's mutterings, about needing two things..

Muses, she could hardly think.

Somewhere, very faintly, she swears she can hear a scream of despair.

[lightofunova]

Previous

Reshi watched on in a mixture of awe and horror as the giratina deftly bound Destino. The madtery over his skills had her reeling, heart bounding as she wondered whether to be scared or thankful. It was clear his intent wasn’t to be malicious, that was certain.

She couldn’t help the nerves though, they had been shot one too many times that night.

Even so, she watched him leave, his words hitting somewhere deep down. He had stayed and listened, he had looked past her anger. He believed she could still enjoy herself, that was something familiar. Something warm that she missed. It wasn’t who she wished was here, yet…

Kyurem@Reshi:

She hadn’t noticed him enter, too preoccupied with the Giratina, and thusly the absol as well. She looked over at their writing form for a moment before finally registering everything the elder said.

Taking a bite, a soft smile spread across her face, a gentle warmth enveloping her. For the first time that night, her hair lit anew in a gentle manner. Like a candle burning, it was small yet bright.

It was still a god awful night, it would take her far too long to cope with some of the pain that transpired earlier that evening.

And yet, the warmth that was missing finally came back to her.

“I just need a moment. Not here, not now. But some day I will explain it to you. Thank you.”

( @ask-the-royal-absol , @askthehoenngods )

[Relationships have been updated!]

[redgemwink]

my love live pokemon au is so fun bc ruby's partner pokemon is sylveon and yohane's is umbreon and it's SO perfect.. they are so my melo x kuromi coded its crazy. the gfs matching even with their gay pokemon AHHH im screaming

[zazter-den]

Dream I had last night about the ravenous hunger of a hawkish hero Keigo, as they look at Endeavor's yakitori: "You done here? Cause I'll finish that"

Keigo, swiping a scant few takoyaki from Fatgum's desk: Thanks for the snack! Keigo, slinking up to reader's inattentive asshole partner: If you're not gonna eat that, I will. Sorry! I have no self-control.

[ask-the-royal-absol]

Jordan's golerk

"I think he's telling the truth. The little Ralts said his friend accidentally dug into the tunnel and some other mons have found the tunnel too. Including the bisharp from yesterday.

*Destino doesn’t turn towards you to respond. They continue to face the Blaziken in front of them, staring angrily at the accusation she had made. But, you can tell that they are thinking, considering your words carefully. Tossing them around in their head. Fully thinking about the implications. There was no way there could be a tunnel to the surface. Surely not. It just wasn’t possible.

But, a part of them began to doubt everything they had been told. A part of them which had been tucked into the back of their mind for a while. As the Golurk had said, it wasn’t just this Blaziken that had mentioned a tunnel. Indigo…the little Ralts…choosing to not take their words as seriously as they should have done. But these were copies. They weren’t real. Then again, Felix and them had no idea how the communication machine actually worked. They believed they had fixed it. Perhaps not.

It was a stupid idea really. Considering that all of these Pokémon were just copies. Could they even trust anyone they had spoken to? Especially if they were all from up there. From a world that hates them.

And what about their parents? Surely their parents wouldn’t lie. Wouldn’t go to the one place that was deemed too dangerous for pokemon of their type. Surely their parents wouldn’t know some way out of this eternal prison and keep it from them, their only child? Surely…surely their parents would have some trust, some faith in them. They wouldn’t lie… they wouldn’t…

Destino’s face begins to grow more angry. More frustrated. Claws beginning to tense up. More doubt fills their mind. Their parents had never told them where they went to get the resources that were needed for the Underdark. They chose to skirt around the issue. Chose to purposefully avoid it or distract Destino with other trivial things like that stupid crystal. Why? Why would they choose do that if they didn’t have something to hide? Why would they choose to deceive them? No, it was too much. All too much.

They would have to confront their parents on this later. Confront them with the truth.

Still facing the Blaziken, they speak to you, voice filled with anger and hate. Perhaps even a touch dangerous.*

“Shut up! Just shut up! None of it is true! Don’t you dare speak of any tunnels. There are no tunnels! I don’t want any of you to mention it again!”

Even the Blaziken flinches at this. Wait, is that a hint of concern on her covered face?

[troomphets]

The Underground Info Games: Part 2

This is ALSO something slowly coming out of WIP Hell. A small Noibat woman sticks her nose where it definitely shouldn't be, and now has to deal with the consequences clause in her contract.

Reblogs appreciated!

[spiritualhoenn]

📼

[Mirage is looking at the brown-straight-haired woman in front of them. She's their mother, not their biological one, not their true mother, but well, she says that she's their new mother. Mirage does not believe it. Their only parent is-

Not there.

She is with a young Absol, not a pup but definitively a teen one. The Pokémon is wearing a red and white vest, it is written "Service Pokémon" on it.]

"Her name is Yuki and she'll be with you to help you."

[She wants to replace her, she wants to replace Abby. With Yuki's help. It's not the Pokémon's fault.]

"She's there for you to predict what bad event will occur, to prevent or to lessen the panic attacks you might have. It's good to have a Pokémon like her with someone like you."

[Mirage sighs. She's right, they know she's right. She has said before that Psychic Humans are more prone to mental illness, and that their case is a bit more special. Mirage does not believe her with the "more prone to mental illness", they have read about them (because the woman keeps getting them books about them. Something about them being a Psychic), and it is just some fake news that everyone believed in, it is not entirely her fault. Psychics are just more prone to talk about it.

But Mirage does have mental illnesses.

Yuki is fluffy. Abby was not fluffy. Because Abby was an old wild Absol. And because Yuki is not Abby.

Abby is on top of Mt.Pyre.]

"You seem to like her already ! That's really good !"

[The woman is not that bad.

Her name is Sanane. She is their adoptive mother.]

[starredeclipse]

Sickly Nights

[This is just a fun pokemon OC story in my own little Pokemon AU I rarely write about. This AU may or may not be accurate to the pokemon games or anime as I like to put my own ideas into things and really get creative with my storys. So let's have a fun read!]

DuskGlow padded around sniffing the oran berries before he tugged one off the bush with very little effort, the Umbreon was worried as he returned to there makeshift campsight where the others waited unsure what to truly do.

He set the oran berry down next to Valentine, a female Lopunny that was pink instead of brown "Are you sure this will work?" He asked her but she just shrugged with a consitrated face "I don't know if any of this will work, this is a old recipe my mother taught me but I've only ever used it on other pokemon not humans." Valentine confessed to him and it didn't help the rising pit in his stomach.

As the Lopunny mashed the oran berry into her mixture DuskGlow started pacing unable to sit still, he was stressed and worried but above all else....he was angry. Angry at Flabebe, it was her fault they were all in this mess, she was a very recent addition to the team and Aurora brought the pokemon into these woods to find a flower that was to her liking.

Well there trainer found a flower the Flabebe adored but it was on the edge of a cliff....Aurora lost her footing and almost fell! If it wasn't for Absol and Lopunny being there.....DuskGlow didn't want to think about what could have happened. Tears pricked his eyes and he clenched his teeth before he turned and snarled at Daisy "IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS MESS!" his voice seemed to echo with rage and grief.

Daisy flinched and almost appeared to become smaller than she already was at all his yelling. "All of this because--of some stupid flower! Why couldn't you just be happy with a flower from the town! Why did you make us come all the way out here?! Just look at her leg, look at her wound! Its infected!" DuskGlow cried and Valentine spoke up "That's enough DuskGlow! Getting angry and throwing harsh words at eachother isn't going to help anything." The Lopunny hoped her words meant something...to him...but the Umbreon was thick headed and stubborn.

"I don't care!" His anger dissolved more into grief as he laid down at his trainers side "We've been out here for two nights and Cumulus hasn't come back and he should have already...." The Umbreon added as he closed his eyes. He's barely even slept during these couple of sickly nights but honestly...it feels like he's been out here for longer.

The Absol quietly patrolled around the campsite but he listened into the conversation, Prophacy understood his anger and pain but the Absol was much better at handling his emotions. "I know, I'm worried about him to but Cumulus has wings. He's a Altaria, I'm sure he's managed to find a village or something..." the Lopunny trailed off getting lost in her thoughts as she felt her trainers forehead...she still had a fever.

Valentine turned to SnowGlobe "Could you make something cold for Aurora? She's still burning up" she asked the Alolan Vulpix who sat worridly on a cool rock. "Oh yeah I can do that" SnowGlobe said getting off her rock and making some ice on the ground, she went and grabbed a large leaf before breaking off some ice shards. She made a makeshift ice pack to the best of her ability "Here, try this" she told the Lopunny as she gave her the ice pack.

"Thanks" Valentine said softly pressing the icepack against her trainers forhead gently. She was so worried, she wished one of them knew a move that could heal others but unfortunately none of them had learned such a move yet....so now they waited. Unsure which direction a village was and not wanting to get more lost they stayed put waiting for Cumulus's return....if only the pokemon in this forest wasn't so unfriendly.

[incog9012]

An Absolutely Ferocious Tussle - A Poke-Western Oneshot

Finally got around to posting this, so I figured I'd share the links here. This is for a writing commission I took some time back and finally finished, and is an example of my longform writing. I think you'll enjoy it. AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55070722 DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/vent9012/art/1040257517 FurAffinity: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56207229/ Spacebattles: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/an-absolutely-ferocious-tussle-a-poke-western-oneshot.1155502/ Sufficient Velocity: TBD SoFurry: https://www.sofurry.com/view/2123357

Not sure where else to post it, but if you all like it, might post it here.

[tired-biscuit]

hi just thinking abt a uhhhhhhhhhh werewolf who's already filled u full but keeps rocking his knot inside u until it swells up all over again bc ur godly writing just ??? 🫣👉👈

imagine trying to push him off of you because you’re so overwhelmed.

one of your hands is on his jaw; fingertips accidentally bumping against drool-slicked canines, the other is on his chest, the hair there so coarse and thick, hiding a wild-beating heart.

your hips wiggle as you attempt to cause some distance between your body and his intimidatingly bigger one just so that you’d be able to gather your breath and a shred of your sanity at least, but you just can’t — no matter what.

he’s got you pinned underneath him, after all; pressing you so far into the mattress that the bed frame is protesting. the wood of the bed frame repeatedly snaps and cracks but he keeps on pushing, keeps on pushing inside you. to make matters even worse, his knot is swollen again and is snuggled tightly against that tender spot that makes you want to close your legs and weep.

but despite the fact that you can’t currently close your legs from the way he’s claimed his rightful place between them, you still cry out at the fullness; at the way his inhuman tongue laps at the single tear that slides from the corner of your eye, then; gliding right down the curve of your cheek. he catches it before it reaches the edge of your jaw. sniffs, warm puffs of air tickling your skin, to see if there are any more to follow before he settles on painting a single line of warm saliva up your neck, right across your pulse point and up the side of your face.

you twitch at the bestial portrayal of affection he gives you now, writhing atop the sweat-soaked bed sheet but stopping immediately when the flash of heat sears you at the place where you connect to him, or rather he to you.

he’s literally stuck inside you for a second time in a row, causing you to feel like your pussy is about to burst. a small hiss leaves your lips in response to the sensation, however you’re relieved to find out that it’s fast to mellow out when you don’t move around as much.

still, it shouldn’t even be there in the first place, now should it? he promised you that the entire thing wouldn’t take long…

and yet here you are.

“i can’t believe you,” you chide, chest heaving because of the anger that bubbles within. “we’re seriously doing this again?”

at your nagging, your werewolf boyfriend stares down at you with what you could best describe as an unimpressed look his eyes. the slits that have replaced his pupils dilate sideways, eating up most of the yellow iris before relenting and thinning back to their original size again.

“keep still and it’ll be okay,” he grumbles, agitation lacing his already gruff, animalistic voice, causing it to sound even more dangerous than it already does. he doesn’t want to come across as mean or inconsiderate, especially when you’re so vulnerable and split open for him like this, but he knows your constant squirming may cause pain for the both of you.

“you’re gonna kill me like this, you know,” you mumble, stubbornly turning your head to the side when he leans in to kiss you. “gonna lose your mate just because you’re one greedy motherf—f-fuck!”

he huffs a laugh that sounds like thunder at your stutter, at the way you pretend to refuse him even if he can feel your pussy clamping down on him tighter, tighter, tighter when the knot finally does its job and stuffs you full completely, locking itself inside you yet again.

your inner thighs are still tacky. his cum and your arousal that have dribbled out of you after the first time are still drying, and here he is: already planning on spilling another load inside you. already thinking about plugging you and keeping you submissive until the seed sticks, just like he did earlier.

it’s his favourite part, especially because the face you make whenever the warmth of his release pools inside your belly is absolutely priceless.

however, nothing, absolutely nothing beats the face you pull when he sneers, gets real close to your ear and whispers,

“the only thing i’m gonna do is make sure you’re pregnant with my pups, sweetheart.”

[forthedancingandthethriving]

"... need to get the kit.."

Absol's head shot up, her eyes narrowing. She looks around Tama's room, keen eyes looking for anything out of the ordinary. While she saw nothing, she knew what she heard.

Slowly, the Pokémon climbs to her feet, and quietly hops off of Tama's bed. She gently nudges Hoopa awake, who protests a small bit before Absol shushes him with a claw.

".. in and out, just grab her.."

That captures Hoopa's attention as well, and he floats off of the bed. Absol was glad that she hadn't fallen into a deep sleep, her senses still going off even now. But it was more intense, and while the danger wasn't as bad, it still wasn't good. The Disaster Pokémon and the Mischief Pokémon slowly make their way towards the doors that led out to the balcony on Tama's room.

Absol narrows her eyes and around her mouth the familiar energy of Shadow Ball crackles. She motions her head for Hoopa to open the door.

He does so very dramatically, but she doesn't mind. She leapt forward and shot the Shadow Ball at two Cats who were perched on the railing of the balcony, sending them shrieking to the ground below.

The two Pokémon blink in surprise before going over to the railing. Absol stands on her hind legs and looks over, while Hoopa peers over. While Hoopa winces when two distinct thuds come, Absol doesn't.

She's only known Tama for 5 days, but if anything happened to that kit, she was killing everyone in Luminos and then herself.

"Hey, Absol?" Hoopa speaks up, looking around. "Do you.. feel that?"

"The impending doom?" She questions.

"No." Hoopa shakes his head. "The pressure from 5 days ago is.. a lot less now."

Absol shakes her head. "I can't feel it, but.. I do believe you. It seems like as that pressure fades, the danger grows closer." She walks back into Tama's room, her claws gently sinking into the carpet. Hoopa floated in behind her, and he shut the doors to the balcony.

The Disaster Pokémon made her way over to Tama's bed and hopped back up onto it, curling up beside the still sleeping Tama. The Pichu Brothers were curled on either side of the young kit, and Hoopa settled back into his spot from before as well.

Resting her head on her front paws, Abol closes her eyes, yet isn't able to fall asleep. She was used to sensing disasters, it came all the time, but it was never this constant. That, and how badly Tama was doing led Absol to believe that she needed to stick close.

Absol shivered despite there being no draft. At least the bed was warm, and it didn't feel like she was encased in ice.