Pastoria City [Terminal] || Dawn [Storming]
Eleroo 133 || Seek 123
Eleroo groaned as quietly as he could before standing and noisily shaking out his coat. The fall had been stark and awakening, tossing away any hopes he had of easing into the morning. His side hurt all the way down his body, and his jaw ached where it tapped the floor, but for all his noise Seek still seemed at peace. With a sigh of relief the kit awkwardly brushed the fur on his face with one paw before padding off to check on Felix. To his surprise the Sylveon was no longer in his spot on the floor, and before a panic could arise the Radeon saw him not too far away. His face lit up upon seeing him upright and well, his eyes bright, fur no only matted with sweat, and breathing back under control. Bounding the few paces up to him Eleroo could not keep tail, or more so his entire hindquarters, from wiggling. "Felix!" He squeaked in a hushed tone as he vainly tried to keep his voice down. "You're awake. How are you feeling?"
The excitement buzzed throughout his being and could only be released by his paws as they worked the ground and bounced slightly. He looked so good! Suddenly all the struggling yesterday felt worth it, the effort had paid off in full.With his mind so wrapped up in his friends well-being Eleroo hadn't even noticed the bowls lining the floor. Had he gotten these for them all? Was it a thank you? Smiling, the kit's head tilted to one side. "Aw, that's so sweet." A nostalgic feeling warmed him throughout as he stared at the bowls. How long had it been since his owner fed him with something similar, since he felt the smooth yet hard surface on his chin? These ones weren't quite the same shape or material, but the gesture was still kind.
Seek's ears stared to flick. Something had changed and her conscious stared to lift. Even as she curled herself into a tighter ball and felt comfort beneath her she could not keep herself within the quiet of her unconscious mind. With a quivering brow her sky colored eyes drifted open. It was dim, morning perhaps, and still calm. Nothing had come for them. With a slow blink and a massive yawn the vulpine sat up and rubbed her eyes with one paw. It didn't feel like they were under attack, but despite her desire for a much needed morning wash she had to be sure first.
Hopping slowly off the couch onto wobbly legs the Aiveon trotted with her head low toward the other window. Uxie looked like he hadn't moved all night. Was he even awake? Her vision was a little fuzzy but it didn't matter; it was impossible to tell anything with those closed eyes. He could be deep in slumber as far as she could tell, and her question may have gone unheard. "What's the word?"