And the rest of the story...
Among the Eeveeâs children, one was the most faithful. He would stand by any pledge he gave, no matter how difficult.
As he traveled across the cold and windy land, he came across a Murkrow eating and a Meowth washing itself. When he asked why the two traveled together, they smugly replied they were on a journey to deliver a precious gold ring to an evening goddess [Editorâs note: the name of the goddess varies depending on the district where the story is told; she is always pictured with an Umbreon by her side, although Houndour and Houndoom adorn her shrines and temples]. By promising to deliver the ring, they would receive the goddessâs blessing. He asked if he could stay with them for the night, and they agreed.
Resting warmly between the Murkrowâs feathers and the Meowthâs fur, the Eevee slept well.
The next morning, he woke to the sound of screaming. The Murkrow and Meowth were shouting at each other, demanding where they put the ring.
The Eevee managed to calm them down long enough for them to realize they lost the ring the previous evening. Grateful for the warmth and company they provided, the Eevee promised he would find it and deliver it for them, but the two went back to fighting.
Combing the ground and searching the brush, the Eevee found the ring two days later, but he could not find the Meowth or Murkrow. Determined to fulfill his promise, the Eevee marched toward the goddessâs house with the ring held in his mouth.
The wind caused him to shiver, but he wrapped his tail around himself. The night air chilled his paws, so he tucked them into the thick ruff of fur around his neck. He continued on, dedicated to the promise he made to the two who were kind to him.
After many days, he approached the home of the goddess. However, many before him tried to harm her. Two of her faithful servants were determined to protect her. The first was Houndour. The second was Houndoom. Both were fierce and hidden by the night, but neither had a strong voice.
âTell us who you are,â said Houndour in a voice as soft as the breeze, â and we will let you through.â
But the Eevee could not hear nor see him.
âGo back!â Growled Houndoom as loud as moonlight, âor we will attack you!â
But the Eevee could not hear or see him.
The two, fearing danger for their lady, lashed out with bright flames and toxic smoke. The fires burned off the thick fur on the Eeveeâs tail and neck while charring the remainder. The smoke went into his eyes, making them quite red. He could not beg them to stop without dropping the ring in his mouth, so he ran forward.
The little PokĂ©mon crashed on the floor of the palaceâŠright at the feet of the goddess.
She was shocked by the little burned PokĂ©mon holding her ring. She wanted to know what happened. He told her the whole story. She was cross at the two who promised to deliver the ring. She was also angry at the two who nearly prevented it from reaching her. But the Eevee begged for forgiveness for the fire types. âAfter all,â he said, âthey were only being faithful.â
âUnlike the two I sent for the ring,â she fumed. She did forgive her two guardians, though, and gave them a gift â a powerful roar. Whenever a Houndour or Houndoom call out, their voices are now loud, so all know where they are and where they are going, so no PokĂ©mon will make the mistake the Eevee made.
As for the Eevee, the goddess could not fix his fur or his eyes. Grateful for his faithfulness, though, she placed rings on his ears, head, tail, and hips to hide his mangled fur. She also filled them with her own power, so all would know of her favor towards him. So even though Houndoom and Houndour continue to guard the goddess, Umbreon remains faithfully by her side.
As for the Meowth and Murkrow, they forever steal and fight over bright objects. They want to find the ring so they can finally gain their ladyâs favor.
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