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With steps as light and tender as a floating feather; unhindered by the laws of nature and unmatched by the elegance of swaying flowers whom exhibited within the exposure of one's mirroring sight and bestowed in the gracious hue of mother nature's illuminating rays of genuine, flickering rays of sunlight; would so timidly tremble. Their reflecting petals quivering to the slightest notion of a subtle breeze, who's origin was far from horrid. Caressing these petals of crimson, yellow and pink in affectionate sways of a repetitive origin free from the tarnished corruption made by man, embraced by the environs whom loves it so and displaying the radiance of benevolence known by none but the acreage of the timberland itself; The sounds of movements would commence.
Striding forth among the scenery of tranquility and love, unfazed by the surroundings and it's residents of actuality who's creation's manifestation first took place within the pleasant of it's embrace: The damsel would move on, the untarnished purity of a smile resting upon that angelic visage..

With emitted tunes escaping those moist, separated lips humming the beckoning, velvety cries of authentic sincerity; the romantic odes merely befit for a sight as breathtaking as this: The maiden traverses forth. Striding by her side, blissful and at peace; a selected group of pokemons, all whom appears both familiar and connected to the lady through one way or another.
Stepping through the luscious path of grass, the party of five would soon find themselves at a momentary halt. With the white-fabricated bag stripped from her sore, aching shoulder and placed down against the thick of a tree; Nana would through a brief yawn and a high-pitched notion of contentedness slide down against the solid of it's thick, rugged trunk.
Thick, extended branches swaying so smoothly, the leaves whispering to one another while the pokemons both wild and tame would proceed on with the enjoyments of their current conducts; be it feasting, sleeping or even the genuine acts of play.


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“Uneasiness is a hairdo that has never quite fitted thine image, Chika, what's wrong? You appear troubled.” With those thick, luscious lashes of black ascending to further more reveal those ample cores of green which flicker underneath, their reflecting surfaces exposed and mirroring the familiar countenance of her beloved friend and Ally, whom through a timid sway of her head and the distinctive yelp of recognition to the melodious of the damsel's verbally raised question; would gleefully bring the lithe of it's creation's construct over by her side.
It's large, mesmerizing ears quivered; their dainty constructs trembling upon familiarity of a plausible calamity far of, yet near, a misfortune which the likes of her sick, delicate mistress could neither feel nor hear without the further addition of aid made by man through the distinguishable, but many a dissimilar shapes of both radios and cellphones alike, and would therefore remain oblivious to it's actuality until fully exposed to it.

Staring upon that untarnished smile which knew no bounds, bathing in the mesmerizing gems of beckoning sincerity and wallowing in the alluring voice of an unmatched munificence; if it would indeed mark her guilty of a crime yet in it's origin's state of unfolding for keeping her mistress astray, unbeknownst to it's actuality and safe from the havoc it would unquestionably make; Then Chika the Leafeon would be content with such.


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The lucrative breeze dissipate and the illuminating sun fled behind the thick, smeared carpentry of a cloud seemingly never-ending. It's warm, beckoning sincerity ensnared away by the darkness, stripping away the once eager prosperity shown by the forest's residence which now scattered in fear for a foe unseen, while leaving the likes of a young girl and her pokemons behind. The wind which followed was cold, ruthless and cruel there it tugged against the dainty of the damsel's physique with deep, bone-shivering howls. It's crude, unhindered nature tearing at her dress and hair; screeching for the woman to leave, to disappear. A heed which she through the solemn display of discomfort shown for the sudden drop of temperature; would resist without a flicker of doubt, of anxiety for the likes of her own, feeble creation there she otherwise remained so diligently set in place. Her arms tightly wrapped around the Leafeon positioned upon the miniscule of her lap while she through puckered brows and tense lips awaited the plausibility of this new-found wind to wither.


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