Laverre City || Morning || Plant 80
As if a warm breeze had brought them back to life excitement started to buzz between the Pokemon. “Yeeeah!!!”
Ali let out a cry, her voice jovial as she made her way to the entrance. “Off we go!!”
Plant followed along before the momentum had a chance to fade, his nervous steps finding purchase and even a little hop. The creak of the door sent a tingle down his spine, but for once it held whimsy rather than dread. The Umbreon peaked outside, the cautious gesture a normalcy and causing no alarm in the child as she ushered them outside. “Come on, it’s safe.”
The tiny gap was plenty enough for the two of them, and as the chilly air from outside brushed his snout he wondered how their guardian's fluffy tail would make it through.
That thought only lasted a moment, as Ali was quick to explain a little plan to them. “I’m gonna leave the door like this, okay? If something happens, come back here, close the door and hide. Don’t wait for me.”
It was worrisome, like she expected it to go poorly once they headed outside, but the child's fears were somewhat eased as she continued. “Not that anything will happen. I just like making plans, makes me feel grown up!”
Grown up. Plant blinked his large eyes slowly. Is that what he was trying to be, a grown up? Alirah was thinking ahead for them, trying to take care of things for him. If he wanted to be useful he had to think the same way. "What if the wind shuts it? Or something else comes in here while we're gone..?"
He fretted, his scenarios lacking in creativity but still possible. Thankfully, the Umbreon showed she was much more capable and smarter than him with a quick invention. “This stick should still be like this if you two come back before me. If it has fallen, a purple one might have gotten in and you should hide somewhere else.”
Staring thoughtfully at the propped stick the Snivy could think of nothing more brilliant. "Woah."
It was simple but so smart, the perfect just-in-case prop. Ali twirled, making sure their energy was not lost during the tiny precaution, and cheered, “Shall we?”
With a fervent nod Plant bundled his enthusiam for a, "Yeah, let's go!"
With a sudden burst of speed the youth hurried through the door, his run bringing his body low to the ground as he entered the sodden outdoors. The grief he felt last time he was out here tried to come back on the chill of the air but Plant refused to let it in, a meager smile still lingering on his face as he moved close to Ali's paws. Though he remained excited he couldn't help but feel uneasy. After all, bad things did
just happen to them.. "You'll keep us safe, right?"
He asked nervously, clutching at the calm they had found. He trusted her, really he did, but the recent couldn't be erased so quickly.
Perhaps it was his question, or maybe just the weather that had not completely turned yet, but Conan did not share his prior enthusiasm. "Alirah? I'm scared of thunderstorms. They're more scary than a purple one."
Thunderstorms? It'd been a while since Plant could recall a good, enjoyabe storm. He'd been feeling too sick from the lack of sunlight the past few days to really enjoy the rain and fog, but back home it was a different story. From his nest he could watch the lights in the sky and the whispers on the wind. It was a little frightening, he'd admit, but there was always something about the day after that made it so worth it. From the smell in the air, the puddles to splash in, and the new sprouts, it was like a wonderland. "I think.. storms are pretty. The sky looks really cool, the rain puts me to sleep, and everything gets so green after all the rain."
Even though Conan hadn't fussed to him the Snivy could not keep his personal opinion to himself. Maybe he just needed someone to enjoy the showers with?