Warning: Story contains blood and gore <3
Pet's ID Tag: 2
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Reason You Want It:Ninetails is one of my favorite pokemon so when I saw this girl I decided I really wanted her. I had seen her before when tripp had her and liked her then as well. I could also see a good story for her when I saw her up here. If I get her and my story isn't finished I will finish it. She will also get drawn as well, which she is extremely fun to draw :3 She will get her own page on my site and will be extremely well-loved.
BasicName You'd Choose for It: Willow
Species/Breed: Ninetails
Gender: Female
Age: 100 Years old
Type: Fire/Phycic
Favorite Move: Flamethrower
RelationshipsTrainer: Aiden (Deceased), willow remembers him fondly
Teamates: It varied from time to time, Aiden caught a lot of pokemon, some of which he kept on the team and some he sent to the pokefarm to be cared for there. There were the most memorable ones though. Amphy a flaaffy that loved to shock you when greeting you. Dark, a shiny umbreon who wore a feather on a string around his ear and talked about his days as an eevee raised by Aiden fondly, apparently he was born in captivity. Sakura, another eevee evolution, a leafeon that was missing part of her tail leaf, according to her she got on the wrong side of a charizard but dark said she was caught in a hunter's trap cable and it had to be cut off. Sumara, now she was a rare one, a Suicune who told me she choose to follow Aiden because he had light in his heart and was a good trainer. The last slot on the team was always reserved for catching more pokemon, or leveling others. None ever stayed long.
Mate: N/A
Personality:As a Vulpix:Willow was a bit naive as a vulpix, she believed nothing could hurt her and the world was a good place. She believe everyone had good in their heart except trainers and hunters. She still held onto those beliefs, though, long after she was captured thinking the world was a good place.
She was always to curious for her own good, even as a kit. She would always get into trouble by checking out things that she shouldn't. She maintained this into adulthood, after she hit 50 years it began to wane. Her curiosity is what got her captured.
Reckless and wild she believed that she was immune to the dangers of the world. She believed she couldn't be hurt, though after her capture this trait ended. She then knew she could be hurt and that she had to be more careful.
As a ninetails:History/ Her Story:Warning: Story contains blood and gore <3
I remember when i was young, I was reckless and naive believing that I couldn't be hurt. At that time I was a vulpix like my mother, we were wild pokemon at that time. My mom had devoted her time to keeping out of trainers eyesight. She said human where cruel, some of them captured us and used us to hurt other pokemon. Some hunted us for our fur and meat, shooting us with long poles. She told me to stay away from humans but like the naive little vulpix I was I didn't heed her warnings.
When I was old enough to walk I began staying from the nest, at the time I didn't know any better. Of course I never got far, mom was always there to get me out of trouble and bring me back. The older I got though the farther I could go, and that meant the more trouble I could get into. One day I strayed further than I should, into a meadow of stantler. To my surprise there was, what i assumed from my mothers description, one of the human with the deadly sticks standing there shooting stantler.
He suddenly seemed to notice me and I froze in terror, unable to move for fear of what might happen. As he pointed the stick at me I wished I had listened to mother, I didn't want to die. A shot rang out and I cringed hearing a yelp that hadn't come from me. When I opened my eyes I was moving. My mother had found me out the last moment and saved me! I wondered who had yelped but had no time to ponder it as mom ran deep into the woods.
Mom stopped at a cave and dropped me, I scrambled to my feet just before she toppled over. My eyes widen before I scrambled over to her, "Momma! Momma are you okay! Momma!" I yelped frantically pushing my nose into her neck fur. She winced and I stopped looking up at her with tears in my eyes. Blood was pouring out of the wound she had received from the hunter, and was also coming out of her mouth as well.
" I thoug..thought I told you to... be careful..." she said weakly her head back on the ground. I whined softly wishing desperately that I had listened to her now.
"I'm sorry momma," I said curling up at her side. She nuzzled me gently.
" It's ok just remember next time." She said softly falling asleep next to me, surrounded by her warmth and safety I quickly fell fast asleep not knowing what would await me when I woke up.
When I awoke mom was dead, she would not move when I tried to wake her and as I cried into her fur I realized I was alone. It was a bit sooner then I would have hoped but now all I could do was live for her. I knew instinctively I couldn't stay though, that hunter would be back, I was unusual and he wanted my fur. I mean how often did you see an albino vulpix? So I ran, I can't recall how far I just knew it was far enough.
From that day on I heeded my mothers words and didn't wander, though she was dead she would always remain with me. I never saw that hunter again and I had though he had given up hunting for me, until one day.
2 Years LaterI had grown and now had all six of my tails, though I didn't have
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I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.