Amity just gave a solemn nod to the male as he left the infirmary, her head bowed in respect. Jon had been fairly popular, there would probably be more visitors before the funeral.
She gave a small frown, looking back at the doctor's lucario. "...You seem troubled."
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Sneezy lifted her head at the smell of smoke, and let out a happy squeal. "They're here! They're here!"
She stood up, leaning against the closest thing, whether that be the wall or Fido, she did not really care. But they were here! They could go home!
And then they could plan a counter-attack!
The Sneasel watched as a young boy with dark red hair entered the cave, his yellow eyes glowing in the dimness of the cave. That was...Kind of strange.
He was followed by a female Houndoom, who held her head proudly. It seemed most Magma Pokemon were proud creatures.





