He could feel his expression change, naturally contorting in response to even the idea that this -- this absolute stranger might imply anything about his grandma.
???: I don't mean that she's done anything bad! But -- I don't know why she's the talk of the Heartwood right now? My guardian told me not to talk to her but won't tell me why... but she seems really nice! Is she nice?
ECLIPSE: Of course she's nice! She helps 'mons out in the forest when they're sick or injured... sometimes she pretends to be mean to pokemon, but she's only actually mean when mons are rude....
ECLIPSE: Wait-- what's the Heartwood? I've never heard of that place...
???: Oh -- its where I live! Its in the deepest part of the woods, with big tall trees, and really old plants, and its really overgrown and cozy! Right-- I don't think I introduced myself...
A flutter of what sounded like... wings, maybe, and Juniper was gone. It was like they were a constant whirlwind, with chaos following, and leaving as soon as they were gone.
However, it was after a second that the words finally landed for Eclipse.
He hadn't heard Spirit's pawsteps approaching the den again, too lost in his own thoughts after meeting his new friend. Should he....
No, he wanted to learn more about this before he brought up what he heard. Its not that he thought his grandma was a bad pokemon, but there was clearly a mystery to be solved here.
and he really, really wanted to solve it himself.
ECLIPSE: ... No, I thought I heard something, but I think I was imagining things.
SPIRIT: Ha, it happens to the best of us, Eclipse. Are you ready to settle down for the night?
ECLIPSE: Yeah, I think I am... do you think you can tell me a story tonight?
