Jul 11, 2017
Starter for @ya-boi-stringbean
Percy wandered through the rain, cold and shivering. Their fur was matted and wet and they looked weak, as though they hadn’t eaten in days, or even weeks. They couldn’t even use their powers to protect themselves, as their pendant still had to recharge.
They looked around before deciding to take shelter in a nearby cave. Coincidentally enough, it was the same one that Guzma inhabited. They curled up, shivering and alone, at least he thought they were alone. None of the Pokemon out there were willing to help them. Not that they could blame anyone, as they had a history of just having bad luck come their way.