[Crispin Yates]

Now that classes had started, Crispin desperately felt as though he was slacking in his personal training.  He had no one to blame but himself and his poor time management, though, so it was time to rectify that a little bit.  Up until this point Crispin had just wandered around the main areas that were more out in the open, but he decided to go a... different route, today.  It was a tad off route, but he decided something out of the ordinary was the way to go.  Besides, all the graves, as worn as they were, needed someone to visit them once in a while too.

Tori walked at his side, awake for a change.  She looked solemnly around at the graves, occasionally gently placing a clawed hand on one and tilting her head.  Crispin looked at her and raised an eyebrow, frowning slightly.  His Abra was always more empathetic than most, and it was definitely obvious as they walked through the abandoned graveyard.  He was beginning to wonder if travelling here was the best idea, when she looked at him and nodded her head, returning to walk along his side.

{Hoping for a _{[shiny? c;]} Female houndour~}

[Eri]

Maybe she'll shine if you wash her?!




Species: Houndour
Gender: Female
Ability: Flash Fire
~Moves~
Inferno
Crunch
Smog
Odor Sleuth

[Crispin Yates]

At the sound of a low growling behind them, both trainer and his Pokemon stopped in their tracks.  Turning slowly, they spotted the canine Pokemon crouched down.  Her teeth were bared and her eyes were narrowed, but her legs were obviously shaking.  Chances were she was more afraid of them than anything, but couldn't help but try and protect her home and the souls resting there.  Tori scootched slightly behind her trainer, shaking her head slightly.  From what he remembered about his typings, he knew Tori's one attack would do nothing, so he understood why she balked.

Reaching to his belt, he pulled out an occupied Pokeball instead, releasing his newly captured Fraxure.  Mabon yawned, rubbing his eyes and looking around for a moment.  "Wakey wakey Mabon.  Wud yer du me a favor an' dual chop de pup?  Don't be too 'arsh on 'er, oi'd loike ter take 'er back wi' us.  She 'as spirit."  Mabon sleepily nodded, cracking his knuckles before charging the Houndour and bringing his hands down in a chopping motion.  With a quick yelp she fell over, and as she fell Crispin threw one of his academy balls, catching her up in it.  It shook briefly before lying still, and he smiled.  Walking up behind Mabon he patted him on the back of his head, smiling.  "Gran' job, Mabon.  Keep up the gud work!"  The Dragon flushed slightly, looking off to the side.  Crispin scooped up the now occupied Pokeball, and the group headed back to campus.