Miscellaneous

Word Count: 760 | Capturing a Noibat/Yamask using a Pokeball in Wintervale!He was feeling sick to his stomach and cold air was nipping constantly at his skin.  He could feel his fur puffing up at the sharper winds and it made his skin crawl until he went to hide. To think he was up here in _wintervale_ of all places. He could be at home in brookfell, he could be with his husband- curled up on the couch watching a movie that had just come out while buried in a n...

Seth tried to use his free arm not filled with a clinging, whining toxel to rummage through his own pockets to find something, a shrunk pokeball and felt relief until his thumb rubbed over it and he cursed quietly. It wasn't Razor's pokeball. No, Razor was in a duskball, this was a normal pokeball which meant it was... In a flash of red light it took everything in him to not sigh in vague dissapointment. "...Hi, Batsby." He said defeatedly at the energetic gligar fu...