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"Oh, somebody called Meda? OKAY, let's go!" The Eevee exclaimed as they listened to the Swellow that was taking to the Espeon in the middle of the crowd. She flicked her tail around, the light emitted from her tail shined brightly near the many strangers that circled them to gather. There's awfully a lot more Pokemon out than usual when the alarm rings. Its probably because THERE IS NO POWER. And for some odd reason, the light from Zorora's tail haven't annoyed anybody yet from being so bright. Maybe since they're stuck in the middle of darkness, they encourage the light from it along with a few other Pokemon who made their own light. As she started to charge forward a large force pulled her back. She forced forward but failed at that attempt. She then finally looked back to see who was holding her back.

Luke held his grip on her tail that was shining brightly. The light might blind him but he shrugged that off. If that were to happen it won't do anything anyways, he's already partly blind. To be exact he can't see two inches in front of him but that could be called half-blind too. "Not so fast; we cannot just rush like that. If we do, we will get lost. We need to stay with the guilds." He said calmly.

She pouted at him. "Awwww. But they're all soooo sloooooowww.." She started flailing away from his grip but he was a lot stronger than she is. She turned her head again and met a stern gaze that silenced her and give a brisk nod. "Fine.." She whimpered. The gaze was swipe away with an expression filled with approval as he released her tail. She curled her tail around her paws and waited impatiently. She grumbled something under her breath with her pout still sticking to her face. But then she spotted a scared looking Misdreavus with an ugly looking Smoochum. She trotted over with a cheerful face. "Oh hey! You! Yes you!" She greeted them in the darkness with only her light that was the nearest light source illuminating their shadows. "Do you want to come with us?"

~Blight
"I-I think we're being followed."
Blight found himself practically clinging to Chase's side despite the cold shoulder he was obviously receiving at the moment. Having entirely missed the earlier exchange of words between his teammate and the unidentifiable Pokemon standing behind them the feeling of having a set of eyes on him was inevitable. Like seriously, look at the eyes on that thing. Every so often the Buneary cocked his head back yo catch a glance of the peculiar, silent Pokemon as the guild traveled onward; Tammet's presence added on to their surroundings just giving him some hardcore creeps. If startled he'd end up hanging around his Kirlia companion's neck by this point.

~Finian
Finian, having blended well into the hoards of guild members moving along to destinations unknown, kept his ears perked for the slightest hint of what was going on. Catching bits and pieces of conversation between peoples who loomed more important than himself there seemed to be talk of a malice figure on the loose and something about split paths ahead and a bit of confusion on which route to take. Not that he could see that far ahead in the crowd anyway to have any sort of opinion on the topic. It was the dead of night anyway, like really, all of it was the same darkness anyway.

As they made their way into the forest in silence, Erinn looked about furtively, expecting every other shadow to jump out at him. The Paras scuttled along anxiously, staying as close to Ethfael's side as was possible without it being uncomfortable. The presence of the far larger and more intimidating Dragonair was comforting to him since he knew that Ethfael wouldn't turn against him. ...Well, he thought so anyways. The Kirlia and Flareon made him nervous, the Flareon especially, but there was nothing he could do about it. When they stopped, the Paras glanced about uncertainly at each of the three paths. Where the others saw pathways he saw certain doom and destruction lying every which way. One way was quiet, too quiet and surely could mean that everyone there was dead; another was dark, far too dark for him, you couldn't see anything there; and the third was brighter, but stars shouldn't be so close to the ground which surely meant something bad. Reduced to muted whimpering, Erinn squeezed his eyes shut and didn't bother opening them again because he knew what terrors still lurked in his vision.

Ethfael looked about the paths with a slight hint of curiosity in his gaze, looking quite pensive. "Three paths hmm..." he said, half to himself, half to the others, looking about the area with interest, "We're following Meda so...Well we'll take that as the start." The Dragonair was not normally one for thinking out loud but the group would have to decide which way to go, so he didn't see any harm in it now. "Well I think it's plausible to rule out the quiet way, if someone passed through that way recently I doubt that all the Pokemon there would have slept through it..." He paused again, looking at the other two paths with equal intrigue, "I suppose that leaves these two then...The brighter path might make a better route to travel by..."

"No." Ethfael looked back with surprise at the sound of Erinn's voice, and how certain it was. "It's not a better way to go, you'll get attacked by going that way," the Paras said, eyes bright with fear, "Lights so close to the ground mean Bug Types, I'm sure of it." Clearly the idea of getting anywhere near the 'stars' bothered Erinn more than he let on.

Ethfael blinked in surprise at Erinn actually saying something with a point. It was true, there were no natural lights at such a level, meaning it had to be Pokemon. "You have a point," he said thoughtfully, looking out toward the brighter path once more, "Well I suppose that leaves only one option then." The Dragonair turned his head to look toward the darkest path, it was difficult to see but not impossible, a Pokemon could have made it through if they tried. "It seems like the darkest path is the best option," he said, glancing at Alice and Ver, "Would you agree?" The conversation was easily able to be overheard by those in the near vicinity, that being the entire group.

The two friends watched as the other pokemon moved around within the groups, seeing how well they seemed to get along with each other.

Pixie just felt kind of like a third wheel or something..... She didn't know what to do or how she could help. As she watched the others talk amongst themselves, she felt she should attempt to talk to a few of them, but then she'd just feel like she was intruding on something or forcing herself on them... The Vulpix wondered if Frankie felt the same way.

Frankie was just intrigued by then number of hybrids there were in the guild. He had only seen one or two in the time he lived in the community with Pixie and here, there were multiple pokemon hybrids as well as unusually colored ones. And not unusual as in shiny like Pixie, but just unusual. Now he saw how sheltered the community was compared to the guild.....

"They all seem to get along pretty decently, don't they Pixie?"

"Yea, I heard about some tournament or something that was going on about the time we arrived here, we didn't have a chance to sign up or go. Well we could've gone, but it was basically done when i thought about going.... so yea. It definately would've been helpful to get to know some of the others before going on this wouldn't it?"

Then they came upon the three-way split in the trail. One almost entirely silent.... a second filled with 'stars'..... and a third darker than night.....

And the choice of which way to go was left up to us?!

"But Frankie, we know next to nothing about this Meda we're chasing!! How are we supposed to choose?!"

"Well maybe they suspect we're part psychic or something." A sly smile crept upon the Squirtle's face.

Pixie just stared at him, unamused.

"Well sooorry! Just trying to lighten the mood.... geez.... It's just my way of whistling in the dark... hehe It's night... clever..."

"Well back to the topic at hand Mr. Cleverman, which direction do you think we should go?"

Pixie knew, or thinks, that this 'Meda' was an Umbreon, but other than that.... nil. Unless she was able to hide the glowing circley things that all Umbreon had, it would be hard for her to go through the darkness without being spotted. If she was good at slinking through the darkness, like very good, she could possibly get past all the pokemon in the first road.... but we don't know that. If the pokemon were loud in that direction, it would be obvious which way to go, but life is never that obvious is it? The 'stars' would provide some cover for her markings while still dark enough to hide the rest of her body.... She hopes she's not overthinking this....

Frankie didn't really know what to think. But there was just something about those 'stars.' Were they repelling him or drawing him in? But there was just something about them..... Why couldn't his mind get offa those dang 'stars?!'