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Though she was still a young onix, Frank's body towered over everything like the old growth trees crowding her cozily. She swayed slightly as the breeze blew through their branches, and her segments even creaked a little with the movement, just like their boughs. To anyone not looking very closely, she could have been one of them. She moaned softly and leaned forward just a little too far... then grunted as two segments ground together harshly, jerking her awake with a series of confused blinks. Where was she? Frank remembered that she was lost and the moment of peace was forgotten.

She felt crusty tear tracks dried upon her face and a confused and depressed weight upon her head and back. But she no longer felt like crying. She had been bawling and fleeing for far too long. It was long past the time for that, and probably long past the time for apologies.

Blearily she glanced around and noticed another pokémon had come to the river to drink. For now, she would wait and see if he noticed her. She was weary of others now, half expecting more misfortune to find her.