The Battle Castle | Morning
Etincelle 140 | Melanie 140
Etincelle could feel his muscles tensing and twitching anxiously even though the new Pokemon remained polite and civil. "We're looking for shelter and trying to find out if some friends of mine had came through here. Perhaps you might have seen them? But anyways I'm Mathias and The Espeon is Bastet." A pang of sympathy hit him immediately; a couple of wanders looking for some lost souls. Naturally, he wondered what species they were referring to, as the pair itself was vastly different and gave rise to question, but he realized the point was moot as no living beings had been by. Letting his eyes shift instead of his head he wondered if Mel heard anything the night before, but instead of an answer he realized hypocritical his prior thought had been. After all, he was snuggling with a Ninetales and Aron, and seeking a blind Pokemon's visual council.
"Can't say we have," he offered in condolence before he could mentally embarrass himself further. "But my name's Etincelle." He returned the greeting before turning his snout toward Mel. He paused for only a second, but it was just long enough for the fox to pick up the cue and continue with, "Melanie," before pointing her own long muzzle at the child nestled beside her. "And this is Arry." The pair seemed genuine, good natured and friendly, and even showed playful banter as they revealed a sibling bond. It warmed Etincelle's heart, memories long past returning to the forefront of his mind as he chimed, "Messing with your sibling is half the fun though." How many years had it been since he'd seen his sister? Had she grown? Would she be taller than me? If she was alive..
"Anyways we'll likely be here a while and we could help out if you both need us to. Are there others with you three?" Melanie shuffled her paws uncomfortably. The Espeon was reaching out and offering help, but it felt presumptuous that they would just accept and welcome them aboard. Sure, she had no intention of sending them away, but to just assume they'd be invited to stay? Or even just let them remain nearby their shelter. It left a bad taste in the foxes mouth. Could we handle two more? They didn't even have enough food for the three of them, let alone the rest of their party and these two. But, the fox held her tongue. Her tone remained steady, unsure of how much was okay to say. Admitting they were alone felt foolish, but lying when it was obvious they had no one else would not be much better. "Yes, several more. They'll be arriving shortly."
Perking up to the fox's curtness Etin felt himself grow more uncomfortable. Should he be on edge too? He didn't feel threatened by the new Pokemon, but if push came to shove they had little hope of winning a fight. "Well, guess she got me there, anyways we're pretty good working together and if you need a psychic and firepower combined both me and Bastet are good at using our attacks in a combination." Taking in a deep breath the Electrike reminded himself to be civil. They've done nothing wrong. They were friendly and offered help, something he couldn't say of everyone, and that should be the most important matter. If he didn't offer the same kindness back how was he any different than those who chased him away? "Well, fire power is something we've got covered. But a set of deft claws and psychic power is always welcome."