#ncrthwind

[steeliis]

ncrthwind

       “ legendary pokemon are such beautiful creatures.        and i’m yet again blessed to be in one’s presence... ”

  steven watched the legendary beast from a distance. it was   so graceful, it reminded steven of a dawn stone.

[oakiisms-blog]

╳  — ncrthwind wants to battle!

                         It was late---beyond late some might say. The moon was                  crawling through the sky and dark eyes could only find themselves to                       stare up at the stars in utter exhaustion. Insomnia nibbled at              him, keeping awake as Umbreon lay sleeping next to him.                            The night was beautiful and of that he could not lie, but                                     Gary curled his fingers around the necklace hanging loose                 from his neck as he idly twirled it between his fingers. Anxiety and                         sleep deprivation were eating him from the inside out.

             Yet he knew not what he was worried about. He drifted to thoughts of                       the next city he was approaching---Olivine. It was far too       late for him to continue trudging ahead, but he had little reason to stick            around if he wasn’t going to get any rest. The young trainer tried                    closing his eyes, imagining the beautiful slumber he could taste               on his lips though it was narrowly escaping him. An irritated sigh                          stemmed from his throat roughly with a scratchiness            that reminding him of how thirsty he was right now.

                 He kept his eyes closed for another moment, listening to the             sound of wild Pokémon in the far distance as well as his own Umbreon’s                     quiet breathing next to him. He could feel his body giving out to         sleep, his body feeling foreign and numb as he relaxed completely---                                              trying to pull his mind from whatever was keeping it active.

               Then there was a noise.

                     It sounded close. He knew there were Pokémon around, but none                           usually came close enough to be a problem. If they did, they’d wake                  Umbreon without a chance of sneaking up on him. His eyes snapped                       open and darted down toe Umbreon’s sleeping form still, undisturbed             and peaceful. His eyebrows twtiched together and he turned over onto his                   side, carefully petting his Pokémon to calm his own nerves as he                           took a tentative glance through the darkness underneath                                                             the moonlight above the forest.