Snippet #1826062

Songrose tilted her head to one side as she heard his stomach rumbling. She briefly noted the suspicious look the Quilava eyed her with, but ignored it for the most part. It wasn't as if she meant any harm to the trainer, or to the Pokemon. If anything, maybe the Pokemon would be able to help her, too. Either way, she wasn't about to sit outside all day and get splashed again. She followed them inside, ignoring the bristling feeling she felt inside when she realized he had called her a little one. He couldn't have been older than she was himself! ...But then, how was he to know that? Once inside, she paused to shake out her fur, but unbalanced herself in the process, falling onto her side.

She hurried to pick herself back up, to stand on all fours again. She had been in the Pokemon Center before, but it seemed different to her. Everything seemed much bigger than when she was a human, and it certainly didn't help that she had been shrunk a little since she had turned into a much smaller Pokemon. And she hadn't noticed all the smells when she was human, either. She twitched her ears unconsciously, hearing the different sound that footsteps made on tile rather than on cobblestone and dirt.

She looked up to the larger Pokemon and the trainer. "I'm not a little one..." she grumbled quietly to herself before straightening up and looking over the pair of them. He seemed to have at least partially understood what she was trying to say. At the very least, he had caught on to the fact that she was distressed and miserable. That alone might help her out...though she was unsure how much. She looked over her fur carefully, noting where she would need to start cleaning first. She'd have to worry about it later, of course. It was rude to do something like that, especially when someone was actually offering her some bit of help.

"Umm...thanks for letting me inside...I can't open doors on my own..." she offered, looking back up at the pair. That had been the hardest part; she couldn't get into her own room anymore! She looked back to the Quilava. "How much does he really understand, then?"