Reaching the clearing, Max trotted over to the small creek that ran through the center of the clearing. The Espeon sighed contently as the cool water washed the blood from his paws and mouth. His thirst now quenched, Max placed the berries in a small pile for when Lia got back from wherever she'd buzzed off to. Dropping into a more relaxed position, the Sun Pokemon watched as Lalita pranced out of the tree's with meat in her mouth and a dopey grin on her face. "This one has potential." He silently mused. "It's a shame she didn't grow up in the wild."
As the Ninetales drew closer, Max sent out a quiet mental probe, keeping it subtle so she wouldn't notice. Delving into her mind, the Espeon explored the memories contained within, being careful not to look at anything to private.
She was a hybrid, having a Houndoom for a sire, this explained her hesitation during the battle earlier.She was lucky to have been born so beautiful, as hyrbid occasionally had random physical traits from each of there parents. A sudden mental image of Lalita with a Houndoom's horns caused Max to chuckle aloud."Let me see, what else.."Thought Max as he probed deeper. "Knows Return....never taught to fight...born in Goldenrod, hmm she's going home,... stolen by Bad Men as a pup...attacked and escaped."He pondered these things as he retreated from her mind. Lalita may have been raised as a pet, but she had savage instincts passed on through her sire's Dark-type status. Whether she realized this or not was unclear. Max gave a mental shrug. Subconsciously or not, the fox had some deadly potential. All she needed was someone to teach her. Someone born in the wild. Someone with experience in having to kill to survive. "Someone who needs to stop monologuing to himself."