The wild, The outlaw, and The Outlandish

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Rouge saw the vixen use his bone to launch the orb at the tyranitar and suddenly he was in a strange place surrounded by buildings. He tried to move but he couldn't. He was vaguely aware of shouting and movement around him as his vision blurred from a bright flash in front of him. He wasn't sure if it was his body starting to give out or some Pokemon had bound his movements and blinded him, but he felt several Pokemon grasp his extremities and move him. He did everything he could to move, or even shout out to the Vixen that had saved him for help, but he couldn't even move his jaw. Blinded, Unable to move, and Separated from the one who had saved him, Rouge felt scared for the second time in his entire life. Was this the end for him? Would he be slain in strange place so far away from home before he even became a full fledged adult? His life flashed before his blurry eyes giving him a clear vision of the past and he savored every moment of it he could. He didn't want t die but knew the possibility was real.

Rouge didn't pay much attention to where he was going so much as the scenery around him. He loved the flowers, the trees, and all of the rolling plains there, but he knew that in their beauty there was no protection for him. There were no caves, no dens, no hiding. This area wouldn't make a suitable home for him once he left this Vixen. He hoped some day she'd understand that just because your a dark type doesn't mean your evil. He sighed heavily still looking at the scenery more than where he was going and almost tripped on his own foot paws. He caught himself just in time and dusted off his hands, hoping the Vixen wouldn't notice the embarrassing event.