Atra &&
LiliumAtra looked up as the attacks stopped coming and the crazy Weavile was fired by the Arcanine. Atra's eyes widened as he made out a familiar form within Scarface's flames, and the eevee ran towards it, yelling at the Arcanine to stop.
Atra ran right past the fire type, not even aware that the Weavile had fled. The eevee skidded to a halt by the unconscious form of a Cyndaquil on the ground.
Without an explanation to anyone else, he closed his eyes and laid both paws on the still form, yelling at Arceus to heal her. She actually wasn't all that hurt, but in Atra's panic, he didn't bother to check her condition. All he knew was that the battle had ended, and that Lilium was unconscious, where flames had been raging only moments ago. She was fire type, but she has never done battle in her life- she could still be hurt by the flames of a powerful pokemon.
He didn't feel the familiar warmth of healing course through him and he opened his eyes in shock.
No, enough. Arceus seemed to say, but as he stared Lilium's eyes were fluttering open.
Atra forced back tears of fear and loss that had threatened to break through. Damn it. He had to send Lilium back to the castle,
their castle. She wasn't safe here.
Morana &&
IncultyrIncultyr helped Morana to her feet, worry in his eyes as he saw she was disoriented. She staggered a step and the collapsed. Was she hurt more badly than he had thought?
"Are you ok?" Incultyr asked, and the voice didn't seem to reach her.
"It's...it's nothing." "What's going on with you?"The fact she spoke just before he asked the question answered it all. Damned future sight.
"Let's get you back to the Team Room."
