Snippet #2693359

Pitch watched the Altaria fly out onto the roof, the blue sky beginning to darken around them. Pitch used a couple of boxes to spring himself through the "skylight" to watch the setting sun. As he sat there, tail flickering on occasion, he thought about the events of today.

It had been a long one...especially after the events of last night. Running into the random pack of Pokemon was a weird experience, but it was massively dwarfed by the incredible duel in the sky between the Pokemon and the space craft. It was scary, but it was also kind of cool to see. Especially since no one seemed to be hurt. But the whole ordeal left him with more questions than answers. Who were those guys that had occupied his home when he got there? They didn't seem to be associated with neither Dim's Family nor Castol's Crusaders. They were their own group...almost like they were a part of something much bigger. But what? Pitch felt like he missed his chance to find out by choosing not to go with them. But he still felt he made the right choice.

He turned to Fluff, the Altaria seemingly staring out in thought towards the city lights. An idea came to mind.

"Hey...uh, I don't think we properly introduced ourselves yet. I'm Pitch," he held out a paw to potentially be covered in the cloud material the Altaria's wings were made out of.