Eve barks aggressively at a bloodied Sandslash, being new to the leader role she is trying her hardest to maintain some protection for those who chose to join her. It had been little over two months since she had isolated herself to her beach, cutting ties with anyone she knew previously and even learning to control her latent abilities somewhat. In that time, she amassed a small following, a group of nameless rouges who live amongst other territories and bring information back to her. Three of them had been brutally injured by their little guest, forcing Eve to get herself involved.
“Well? You’re clearly in no state to fight are you, weaklings like you should just leave. Is what I would have let happen if you hadn’t attacked them first, no, I’m not letting someone like you leave, not alive at least.” Eve continues, causing the Sandslash to burst out in tears.
“Shut it would ya? Who’s the dumbass that thinks violence would get them anywhere here. What? Did you forget where you are or something? Need I remind you this world is full of SHIT and if you think that there is ANY sympathy left you’re gravely mistaken!” Eve’s words shatter the fragile heart of the young Pokémon, the tears stop and they’re left emotionless as the reality of the world hits them suddenly and without remorse.
“Finally getting it? In this world, you either have strength or serve those who do, you made the mistake of trying to escape this.” Eve finishes her sentence by slashing through the chest of this poor sandslash, leaving them to bleed out as she returns to Forest, who was tending the wounds of the others.
(Eve has changed quite a bit now, She’s no longer the childish murderer she once was.)
