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[Evening, Johto. Enjoy your view of the inside of a mouth. No, not a human one. It's most definitely canine, and a very large canine indeed. A very large canine who's running, right up until there's the sound of a collision and it yelps, the feed tumbling end over end until it comes to rest and abruptly shows Hitsugaya and his now Arcanine-Hina in a messy heap by the tall grass on the route just east of Violet. Both are covered in twigs, leaves, and dirt from that collision, but Hitsugaya doesn't seem to care and he just sighs at her.]
I thought you'd have outgrown this by now.
[Hina barks, happily licking his face before she stops suddenly, ears pricked upwards like a cat seconds before she starts to growl at the grass. Hitsugaya stands with her, dwarfed by her massive size, but before he can say anything, there's a rather loud hiss and something purple latches onto his leg, sending him toppling over onto his back. It's hard to make out exactly what that was, considering how fast it slithers back into the grass, but Hina...doesn't care. She's charging after it without a care in the world, leaving her trainer to call after her, sitting up quickly.]
Hina!
[He moves to get up and chase after her, but he's fallen over again, having trouble just staying sitting up, forget standing. He's practically got his face in the dirt, one hand reaching back for the two small holes in his calf that are already discolored and leaking blood into the leg of his pants, but he can't quite reach as Hina comes back from the grass and pads to his side, looking no worse for the wear. She sniffs at his leg a bit, whimpering faintly, before she simply steps forward and grabs the back of his shirt between her teeth. He can't even protest before she's picked him up like a wayward puppy and has set off back towards town, leaving the gear behind. Find them on the way? You may just get bowled over by a very concerned, very maternal, very protective Arcanine. Her puppy.
Even if he's human.]
{ooc: video/text replies ICly delayed by about half an hour. Arcanines really don't care about the gears they just stole.}
[Evening, Johto. Enjoy your view of the inside of a mouth. No, not a human one. It's most definitely canine, and a very large canine indeed. A very large canine who's running, right up until there's the sound of a collision and it yelps, the feed tumbling end over end until it comes to rest and abruptly shows Hitsugaya and his now Arcanine-Hina in a messy heap by the tall grass on the route just east of Violet. Both are covered in twigs, leaves, and dirt from that collision, but Hitsugaya doesn't seem to care and he just sighs at her.]
I thought you'd have outgrown this by now.
[Hina barks, happily licking his face before she stops suddenly, ears pricked upwards like a cat seconds before she starts to growl at the grass. Hitsugaya stands with her, dwarfed by her massive size, but before he can say anything, there's a rather loud hiss and something purple latches onto his leg, sending him toppling over onto his back. It's hard to make out exactly what that was, considering how fast it slithers back into the grass, but Hina...doesn't care. She's charging after it without a care in the world, leaving her trainer to call after her, sitting up quickly.]
Hina!
[He moves to get up and chase after her, but he's fallen over again, having trouble just staying sitting up, forget standing. He's practically got his face in the dirt, one hand reaching back for the two small holes in his calf that are already discolored and leaking blood into the leg of his pants, but he can't quite reach as Hina comes back from the grass and pads to his side, looking no worse for the wear. She sniffs at his leg a bit, whimpering faintly, before she simply steps forward and grabs the back of his shirt between her teeth. He can't even protest before she's picked him up like a wayward puppy and has set off back towards town, leaving the gear behind. Find them on the way? You may just get bowled over by a very concerned, very maternal, very protective Arcanine. Her puppy.
Even if he's human.]
{ooc: video/text replies ICly delayed by about half an hour. Arcanines really don't care about the gears they just stole.}
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