the cold sucked [mod]

[Elliot Vincent]

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Ugh! He hated the cold, there was a very good reason he was a fire type. Though since this area wasn't shadowed it wasn't like he shift into his pokemon form to keep form. No, he was stuck in this cold pathetic human form. At least bolt made things a little bit warmer for the male. He was riding the male pony pokemon as they made their way to the place that they had been told about. There were here supposed to collect an item or another. He wasn't really sure, so they were just going to look for anything that looked odd and keep it.

"Alright Bolt, lets keep an eye out." he said as the pony pokemon let out a low neigh. The pony moved its nose a bit on the snow and let out a snort. It seemed he really didn't like the cold that much either. Elliot patted the horse pokemon's side gently. "Alright lets get this over with so we can go back somewhere warm okay?" he said with a smile on his face. Another neigh came from Bolt as the two of them moved forward into the cold of the winter.

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TAGGED: @mod

NOTES: just in time bby

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.

[♠ Kuroya ♥]

A HOLIDAY POKEMON HAS APPEARED!

SAWSBUCK NORMAL / GRASS MALE CHLOROPHYLL LEVEL 10 TACKLE CAMOUFLAGE MEGAHORN GROWL SAND ATTACK DOUBLE KICK -- --

The Sawsbuck snorted, trotting out of the woods, more than used to the cold and looking quite elegant with his white cloak around it. The Grass-type snorted, one ear flicking down and back up again, and he lifted his head, surveying the quiet of the landscape. He could feel things shifting, as though they were to leave again soon, and he looked back to see the Deerling that he had taken in as his own. The two were sleeping in a little hollow, and he snorted, ears shifting with the sound, and trotted out, looking for something close by that he could eat. He had just crested a hill when he spotted them: the human and the Pokemon, he meant. He could see the fire, and that was enough to cause concern for him. He didn't want the forest to catch on fire, so with a snort, he jumped down from the hill, instead galloping down to skid through the snow. He was aiming right for them, and most people would have thought that he was going to ram them with his horns; they'd be wrong. Instead, he carefully slid himself to a stop, sending up an array of snow to get into their eyes in a Sand Attack move. He wasn't going to let them burn down the forest, not with his fauns still in it!

[Elliot Vincent]

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Well, he could already say he hated the winter. How did these pokemon deal with it, good lord. He shivered even with the warm flames in front of his face. He rubbed his hands together now in front of the flames trying to stay warm. Not even fifteen minutes in he was already dying from the cold. "are we cone yetttt" he whined quietly to himself. The horse shook its head giving up on him already.

Suddenly however something burst from the cold air and a pokemon was hurtling itself at them at a speed that well.. wasn't really comfortable. Bolt saw it first and let out a fierce cry as he reared some knowing it was challenging him. Elliot in a fail attempt to grab on burned himself a little on the flames and squealed falling off and face planting in the snow. The ponyta landed and didn't know what to do since its trainer was faceplanted in the snow and the pokemon was coming.

He paced as it got closer as Elliot weakly lifted his head coughing out snow. It stopped suddenly sending snow their way in a attack fashion. Bolt was so confused as to what to do and Elliot sighed inwardly. "Use Ember to block the snow!" he yelled out to the ponyta as he tried to get himself out of the freezing snow. Bolt responded quickly letting out flames from its mouth to block and stop the snow that was hurtled towards them.

Elliot clutched his arms to his chest freezing. "Okay now I am mad.. " he growled to himself. "Bolt Go shove your tail in its FACE!" he growled shivering. Rather... that was more of a tail whip command. Bolt snorted now and galloped forward through the snow he had melted and turned quickly shoving its flames of its tail near the deer pokemons face.

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TAGGED: @mod

NOTES: elliot says he does not like getting snow in his face

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.

[♠ Kuroya ♥]

A HOLIDAY POKEMON HAS APPEARED!

SAWSBUCK NORMAL / GRASS MALE CHLOROPHYLL LEVEL 10 TACKLE CAMOUFLAGE MEGAHORN GROWL SAND ATTACK DOUBLE KICK -- --

A direct hit! Both the human and the flaming horse had gotten a bunch of snow to the fa- Wait. He snorted, hooves skidding as he tried to bolt away slightly at the flames that flared up to melt the snow. The Sawsbuck did not do well with fire, and he was only barely resisting the urge to turn tail and flee, letting defending the forest be someone else's problem. It was only the thought of the two cute Deerling back at his nest that had him holding firm, even as his instincts tried to urge him back to shelter, away from the flames. His resolve was tested as the Ponyta galloped towards him, swinging a tail of flames at his face, and he recoiled back, feeling slightly weaker than before. He panted for a moment, trembling, his head lowered, as if he was going to just docilely give up and return back to the forest where he came from. He snorted instead, throwing his head back and letting out a loud cry meant to intimidate the other Pokemon into backing down from the sheer force of his Growl attack. He wasn't just going to fall over and let them push him around without a fight. He was better than than, and he snorted, stomping his hoof against the snow as he stared both human and Ponyta down. He wasn't going to frighten just because there was fire here! He had a forest to protect!

[Elliot Vincent]

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Bolt could tell that his trainer wasn't in the happiest of moods now. At least the other wasn't trying to tear apart the deer pokemon himself. The flaming horse could see his trainer doing that and he having to try and pull the flaming chizard morph off the poor deer. At least it hadn't come to that, though he doubted that it wouldn't if he didn't finish this fast.

The horse pokemon snorted a bit at his trainer coming back to his side once he had successfully landed a tail whip attack. Elliot was freezing and now he really just wanted to go home. "O-Okay l-lets t-try 'n f-finish d-dis q-quick." he said through shivering teeth. The horse pokemon snorted and stayed as close as possible to at least warm his trainer as much as possible without putting him in harms way. The deer released a growl and Bolt stayed firm taking the status lowering attack.

His skin shivered but at least he was keeping his trainer from getting frostbite. That would be sad for a fire pokemorph. "A-Alright bolt... U-Use a T-Tackle f-first..." he said a small cough coming right after. The horse whinnied some worried about his trainer but the sooner he finished the sooner they could leave the cold area. The horse pawed at the ground with his hooves before dashing forward with as much speed as he could muster putting his head down slightly to try and slam into the deer pokemon.

"T-That's r-right b-b-bolt. O-Once your c-c-close use a E-Ember attack." he said shaking a little more as a few more coughs came out. Good lord he hoped he didn't get sick from all this winter adventure.

WORDS: nope

TAGGED: ♠ Kuroya ♥

NOTES: elliot says he does not like getting snow in his face

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.

[♠ Kuroya ♥]

A HOLIDAY POKEMON HAS APPEARED!

SAWSBUCK NORMAL / GRASS MALE CHLOROPHYLL LEVEL 10 TACKLE CAMOUFLAGE MEGAHORN GROWL SAND ATTACK DOUBLE KICK -- --

The fact that the cry hadn't caused the Ponyta to flinch wasn't something that the Sawsbuck had expected. His ears flicked and he felt a little bit bad when he saw how the human was shivering. This wasn't the human's fault, but the horse with the flaming mane was a fire hazard to the forest, so he had no choice but to continue the battle. He was so distracted by the human that he completely didn't notice the way that it was moving towards him until it was too late and the smaller hooved creature had rammed right into him, sending him skittering backwards, his hooves flailing on the ice until his legs tangled and he was left on the ground in a heap. He let out a groan, legs struggling desperately to try to right himself once more. He planted one hoof onto the ground, then the other, delicately trying to lift himself with his front hooves, and that was when it happened. There was suddenly a burst of fire around him, and he let out a pained yelp, legs kicking out as he tried to escape. He wanted to run away, far away, from that burning pain, and then, just as suddenly as it had started, it was over, and his burned shoulder twitched, the flesh an angry red without the protective cover of his fur to shield it from the ice of the snow. Still, he somehow managed to stagger back up to his feet once more, and he let out a soft bray, attempting to limp away while he tried to adapt his body to look more like his surroundings in a Camouflage attack. He was just doing so poorly... surely he wouldn't be entirely in the wrong if he just limped away by this point to lick his wounds, right?