A new story

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It was a calm day. Not a single cloud was in the sky. The sun was shinning brightly as pokemon of various species and color. The shops were open, pokemon were trading and buying. The relaxed atmosphere allowed pokemon to let their guard down. It was calm and peaceful. In autumn is when the trees are truly at the peak of natural beauty. The leaves glowing in various shades of green, red, yellow and orange. Laughing of young pokemon, the chatting of shoppers and citizens alike filled the town in the vocal uproar. Today seemed like anyother day.

A primarily purple, feline Pokémon entered the town. Playing a melody softly as her hungry billy rumbles for apples. She hissed softly at her stomach, patting it lightly. The Purrloin continued to play her flute. Which seem to cause interest in the children. Young pokemon came up to her, and their parents as well. Once the Purrloin found out that she has company she stopped playing trawled in a elegant fashion. "Hello!" She stated in a purr, her voice sounding naturally seductive and slightly hypnotic to others. "Came to hearrrrr a sssstorrrrry frrrom a farrr away land?" She asked politely as she looked around the small crowd.

The children nodded and the Purrloin looked around. "Well, then, how can't I disappoint the childrrrren?" She asked herself out loud. "I'll tell my sssstorrrry in exchange forrr food." She simply said as she patted her stomach. "I've been wondeeerrrring without any meals forrrr a day now, can you feed a hungrrrry pokemon?" She asked in a polite tone of voice, giving off a soft purr from her chest. A Vulpix took an apple from her Ninetails mother and gave it to the Purrloin bard. "Thank you young one." She said petting the Vulpix. She devoured the apple with pleasure. When she was finished she looked to her patient audience. "Now. Let tell you of my story."

"Ah it's okay. How bout ya help me the mountains then? I'm pretty sure they don't have any Ice. Plus don't ya wanna view a legend unfold in front of your eyes?" Kuro asked rhetorically, ending the question with a giggle. "Look if ya can't go then I'll make sure to tell you everything that happened, I'll tell you of Kuro's epic. Of how she had to defeat many giant foes and overcome obstacles along the way to discover her heritage!" Kuro declared with a big grin on her face. She looked to Marya with that grin "How's that for ya?"

Marya sighed in relief, but still stuttering. "Oh good...I hate ice." She told Kuro honestly as she looked over to her. She looked at the Sneasel and smiled softly. Marya pretty much hated water and ice, she found ice to be too cold, and water to just be too much for her. The Purrloin was happy to find out that Kuro would make adjustments to the plan. "That sounds purrrrfectly fine to me." Marya told her.

"Although..." Kuro sharpens her claws lightly in thought "You may need to train up. I mean even I do, I have no chance going up to the mountain and I want to atleast become a majestic and beautiful Weavile to find out what happened to my family."

The Sneasel smiled at the Purrloin "How bout we spar? I haven't really had a battle that wasn't to the death yet... so it might be fun to have a battle to test our skills against each other." She looked around her to see the town was pretty crowded today "We could take it to The Small Pond. It'll be quiter and quite roomy if you want to spar"