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One of my trainers trying to train his tauros without success! xD

Snowflurry did not enjoy this. The night had crept upon her faster than anticipated, bringing with it the impending storm. A storm that might well have put an end to her search. The driving rain made it difficult to see more than two inches ahead at any moment. The limbs and bushes whipped about by the wind, the potential to follow any physical trail growing dimmer with the increasing gusts and blasts of droplets. Snowflurry would not be denied, however. She would find her way to that which she sought.

But storms are unpredictable at the best of times. They can be calming yet unsettling, soft yet loud. They can give or they can take away. Snowflurry had grown to know the last all too well in recent days. It was the veritable tsunami earlier in the week that had separated her from her trainer, leaving her worried and lost. Perhaps she held a grudge for storms in general because of that, or perhaps she just wanted to be somewhere a bit less wet. Whichever the case, her mind had wandered from the task at hand. She had veered slightly off course from the last visible trail. Berating herself, she made to correct her position.

A powerful gust rustled the foliage all around. The harsh sound like a battle amidst the leaves and timber. However, there was another sound hidden within the noise. A low, frantic call that could barely be considered a whisper. Snowflurry stopped in her tread. Her ears swiveled around, searching, pinpointing. It was difficult to discern one sound from another in the torrent. The sounds seemed to bleed into one mournful howl. Yet, she stood in her silence. Waiting. Listening. THERE! That saddened wail was familiar to her. She would recognize it anywhere. Heart pounding, Snowflurry barreled towards the source of the sound, diving with reckless abandon through the thick foliage of the forest.

Branches snatched at her. Mud clung to her in clumps, matting her fur as the rain continued its assault. She cared not for herself though. That cry spurred her, guided her. Her consciousness was only for its owner. She had to locate it. Had to answer to it. All other thoughts faded until she had just that one. On and on she charged. Never stopping, always attuned to that voice. The maddening dash through the unfamiliar land all but a blur.

Barreling through underbrush, Snowflurry’s paw became caught on a wayward root. She tumpbled head over tail until she came to the a crashing halt in the middle of a clearing. The world spun, tilting wildly for a moment until she managed to catch her bearings. Clouds had overtaken the moon deepening the night. The voice she had been seeking had silenced. Panic flared within. She could not have lost it! It had to be there! Thunder boomed overhead. Lightning arched across the sky. For an instant, the whole world was alight in electric yellow. Snowflurry’s eyes locked ahead of her. Another set of eyes looked back. Tears sprang to her eyes, pooling to the brim before flowing freely down her fluffy cheeks. “Vuuuul!” She clambered forward with reckless abandon. “Vuuuuul!” With a single graceful leap, she launched into the air, barreling straight into the awaiting arms. “Snowflurry!” came the exhausted yet relieved cheer. “You’re okay!”

And okay she certainly was. For, after nearly a week alone, the tiny Alolan Vulpix had found what had been lost. She found the thing most precious- her trainer, her best friend. Snowflurry had made it home!