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 Carnell, A History
 Posted: May 9 2018, 12:25 AM


A Summary

(Terrene Year) T.Y. 43: Prologue
Pine is incinerated in the process of removing a wild Ninetales and her brood from the edge of Crater City. Avery discovers an egg that she was forced to leave behind.

T.Y. 44
Carnation is born, a large Vulpix hatched from a large egg in the care of Avery. The man is stiff and stern, but not totally unkind. Despite the potential troubles, Carnation is naturally loyal and quickly bonds to the human.

T.Y. 45
Bluebell is born, near her parents but ultimately cared for by Avery. A young Carnation is eager to help Avery with this endeavor. However, Bluebell appears to be more than he can handle.

T.Y. 47
Bluebell is growing out of childhood and into her somewhat rebellious phase. She purposely annoys Carnation to get a rise out of him, and generally gets into trouble all the time.

T.Y. 50
Avery is promoted to Ambassador, much to his surprise and confusion. A young Chikorita is gifted to him to train into a future mount. This is Carnation and Bluebell's first experience with, as adults, raising an infant together. Repeated clashes threaten and strain the entire household.

T.Y. 51
Two new eggs come into the family, purchased from the Anniversary Fair.

 Posted: May 9 2018, 01:29 AM


T.Y. 44

He was born into the world, as all of his species are, blind and almost completely deaf, with a single pure white tail. It was cold outside his egg, and he regretted leaving it. He whimpered as he struggled, kicking his feet out as he clumsily tried to find warmth and food. Something lifted him roughly, and he instinctively went limp for a few moments until he was placed in a bundle of soft and warm. Something that smelled delicious was brought to his mouth, and he grabbed onto it with his toothless mouth. It was milk. For a short time, the Vulpix remained in this state, completely vulnerable and at the mercy of the rough paw that lifted, prodded, and fed him. He listened to the deep voice that occasionally spoke to him and he snuggled tight into the warmth of that body.

Finally, he opened his eyes to see who was raising him. The image was fuzzy at first, as his eyesight still needed to improve over the next few days. But there it was. His "mother". An enormous, white being with a purple breast and belly, with furless hands and face, and black feet. The Vulpix's eyes were filled with adoration and happiness to finally see the owner of the deep voice and rough paw. He immediately began trying to walk, though it was more of an uncoordinated tumble forward, towards the looming figure. It made a soft grunt that the infant Vulpix didn't know what to make of. It didn't matter too much. This was his caretaker, his guardian, and he loved it.


Within a few months, Carnation was big enough to run along outside and communicate. He followed his caretaker's lead, watching him closely and mimicking to the best of his ability. He was quiet, but brave and protective. He treated the world around him as though... as though he owned it. Carnation took on a slight swagger as he pranced just behind his caretaker, following him everywhere. He was proud to be the child of the large, stoic man.

Avery, for his part, was busy showering his new ward with quiet, intense attention and a carefully guided learning curriculum. He taught him to be aware of his surroundings, appreciate the differences between people, and understand that motivations informed decisions and actions. He cheered on Carnation's first attempts at flames with an affirmative nod and a rewarding pat. He kept the Vulpix with him everywhere he went, hiding gentle affection behind closed doors.

But Carnation was a smart creature. It didn't take him that long to figure out that Avery was a human, and he was a Pokemon... which brought up an interesting question. What had happened to his biological mother?

The Vulpix watched Avery from his spot across the kitchen. Avery and Rachel were eating breakfast. Wave sat near him, though the Luxray was perfectly content to ignore the pup. He built up his courage and approached Avery, speaking quietly, "You have your mother, here." He gestured from Avery to Rachel with his newly split two tails. "But my mother... where is she?" he pointed to himself and then asked, a high-pitched note to his voice to indicate it was a question.

Avery froze, spoon raised halfway to his lips, for several agonizingly long seconds. Carnation wanted to squirm with the discomfort, but he forced himself to raise his head high and ask Avery clearly, as he had seen the man do when asking someone a question. Slowly, Avery lowered his spoon and dropped it; it clattered noisily against the bowl. With difficulty, he managed to grind out, "She's... probably back in... Cloven Volcano."

Carnation continued to gaze expectantly at him, however, prompting him with an additional questioning tone. Avery locked his jaw and frowned darkly as he tried to figure out how to discuss this matter. He would have to tell the truth eventually. If he made a big deal out of it, it would just make it harder to explain later. Would it be best to just tell him everything now? He decided to just explain everything he could, as calmly as possible, "Carnation, your mother killed people and Pokemon. Some... very important to me. We chased her away. I decided to raise you myself when she was forced to abandon you."

Carnation sat down heavily. He hadn't expected that. Why would his mother want to hurt Avery? He was so big and brave and strong. He was a good person with honorable values and he taught him so much. Avery was good... so was his mother bad? It would take a while for this to sink in fully.

 Posted: Jul 1 2018, 09:16 PM


T.Y. 45 Summer

”Well... I suppose I can a good home for your baby, but are you sure about this, Wave? Once the egg goes away, you may never see it again. Wouldn’t that be incredibly hard? You’ll never know what happened...” As always, Rachel spoke as though her Pokémon could understand every single word she said. And, to her credit, Wave did, for the most part. She understood that Rachel was asking her if she was sure about her decision. And she nodded resolutely, making the human gesture that indicated affirmation.

Avery watched silently, the enormous man dominating his corner of the living room. To be honest, he had a pretty good idea of why Wave was choosing this, and he had an idea of how to make this situation into a victory for all parties included. Wave would get to stay loyal at Rachel’s side, without any distraction. Rachel would get to fawn over her beloved Pokemon’s offspring. And Avery would get a second Pokémon, which he sorely needed. He now knew firsthand the foolishness of relying on a single Pokémon.

”Um, Wave... if I can ask, why would you give up your baby?” Carnation shivered despite his thick reddish brown coat at the Luxray’s gaze. Her eyes seemed to penetrate straight through him. So creepy... Carnation thought, but he kept his eyes fixed on her determinedly. He was no coward! And he wanted to know. After all, his own mother had left him behind. Was it something similar?

Wave mewed in a level voice, ”My loyalty and my responsibility is to Rachel, my mistress. Having to care for an offspring would take away my ability to protect her and guide her. Likewise, your responsibility is your master, and nobody else. Even if you find someone you love, they will always be second to your master. Do you understand, young one?”

Carnation wanted to protest that he wasn’t that young, but beside the sage old lioness who was older than the very walls they lived in, he was humbled into silence. Besides, he knew by now that her sharp wit, tongue, and claws were hardly dulled by the years, and she wouldn’t hesitate to give him a good cuff about the ears if he talked back. His mother didn’t have a master though. So what could have provoked her into leaving him? Maybe it was simply self-preservation. From what he’d gathered, the Ninetales that had been his mother was driven out violently. Did she value herself more than her egg? Than him?

Wave, with those wise piercing eyes, seemed to read his thoughts, ”This has nothing to do with your mother or her actions. The fact of the matter is that you were saved and chosen by Avery, despite the harm she did him, and you will honor that.”

Rachel was still fussing, fretting and looking at the yellow egg nestled in a blanket between watching the exchange between Wave and Carnation. Finally, after being silent for nearly the entire evening, Avery spoke up, ”I have an idea. I will take the Shinx egg.”

Rachel, Wave, and Carnation all turned towards him, and he brushed back the self-consciousness that threatened him. ”Oh, would you? Ave, what a great idea!” Rachel clasped her hands together delightedly.

Avery looked at Wave, who was frozen. She barely seemed to even breathe. Carnation watched her closely, too. Now that she had an actual taker, was she having second thoughts? Did his mother have similar second thoughts? Did she ever wish she had fought to bring him with her, wrapped in her warm creamy tails?

Wave nodded once after a few tense seconds. ”Do not mistake me; I will not babysit or train this infant for you just because I am it’s biological mother. It will be your responsibility.” Without any other fanfare or ceremony, she stood up, stretched with ease, and settled back onto her bed in a curled position, indicating that she was about to take a nap and did not wish to be disturbed further.

- - -

It wasn’t long before a healthy, bubbly baby Shinx hatched from the egg. Carnation watched with wide eyes as his new companion was born, kicking free from the yellow eggshell with all the ferociousness and fighting spirit of her mother, not yet tempered through experience and age. She raised her tiny mouth and yowled a shrill note, causing both Avery and Carnation to wince. Little did they know that this would just be the first of many, many loud outbursts.

Carnation padded forward, his dark red tails swishing back and forth concernedly, ”Is something wrong with it?” He stopped about a foot away from the Shinx.

Avery was lifting the tiny bundle of damp blue fur up and brushing it gently with a wool cloth. He noted the Vulpix’s concern and he spoke lowly, ”She is fine.” She mewled and struggled even as the enormous hands warmed her and dried her. He carefully rubbed every scrap of fur dry.

The Vulpix wondered if he had been so undignified and loud when he hatched. But at last the tiny cub settled down and stopped her high-pitched cries, snuggling into the warmth of a new blanket that Avery had kept handy.

Avery carefully set her down on the small Mareepskin rug by his bed and drew back, watching and examining the small Pokémon. Carnation took a few more steps, closing the last of the distance, and leaned down to closely sniff the newborn. She wriggled under his nose, and he gave a gentle lick, an affectionate greeting to the new life, ”Hello, little cub. I’m Carnation.”

The Shinx lifted her head and yowled blindly in response.

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Carnation: Male Vulpix
Ability: Drought || Nature: Serious || Level: 12 || Loyalty: 32%
Health: 100% || Status: Healthy || Held Item: None
Moves: DISABLE ◒ Ember ◒ Tail Whip ◒ Roar ◒ Baby-Doll Eyes ◒ Quick Attack ◒ Confuse Ray
Personality: naturally loyal, enamored with Avery; quiet and cautious

 Posted: Jul 1 2018, 10:43 PM


T.Y. 46 Late Autumn

It was a few moons after the new year, and Bluebell was growing fast. She was already running fast enough to nearly keep up with Carnation, and though much of her speech was babbling nonsense, she was able to make herself understood with enough time and effort.

Right now, they were supposed to be keeping quiet. Not that Bluebell ever kept quiet. It was still super early in the morning, and clouds hung low and heavy in the sky. Most of Crater City was still fast asleep. Avery was busy pruning down the prized berry bushes, taking this opportunity before the first snow fall to trim them to the right size and shape for maximum yield in the spring.

”Tag!” Bluebell shrieked as she swatted Carnation’s tail which bounced in front of her. She skidded to a halt, her tender paw pads scraping against the icy cold ground.

Avery looked up from his work and warned, ”Shh! Or else pokeball.” Bluebell glanced guiltily at Avery, who was grabbing onto one of the pokeballs on his belt in emphasis.

Carnation immediately lashed one tail out and smacked it against her side lightly, whispering, ”Tag!”

Greatly offended, Bluebell whined, ”Heeyyy...!”

”Shh...” Carnation teasingly reminded her to stay quiet. ”Or else pokeball!”

Bluebell quickly shut her widening mouth, glaring reproachfully at the large Vulpix. She opened it again, mewing somewhat quieter, ”No fair! You are no fair. Tagged when I busy. So no fair! Meanie! Super no fair. I mad now!” She backed up her claim with a lashing, angry tail and her fur sparkled with electricity that fizzed out as quickly as it appeared.

”Always watch your opponent! Always be ready!” Carnation parroted one of Avery’s lessons at her as he dashed away.

Bluebell pleaded, ”But Carnshin! I listening! Listening to Avrie. Pleeease. No tag!” She turned adorable sad eyes on him, an early prodigy with Baby-Doll Eyes.

The Vulpix hesitated, stopping a few feet away and taking an uncertain step towards the Shinx. As annoying and loud as she could be, it was never Carnation’s intention to hurt her feelings. Even if she was really dumb sometimes — so dumb that she would forget to pay attention to her opponent.

”Aw, hey, don’t be so upset. I’m sorry. You really should keep your eyes on your opponent though... it’s an important lesson!” he took a few more steps towards the pining Shinx, until he was just a foot away from the cub, who averted her gaze and crouched. He tried to rationalize his actions, not just to her but to himself as well. He was starting to feel incredibly guilty. The Shinx was hunkered down on the ground by now, crouched low with her leg muscles tense.

She looked up at him and he was taken aback by the sudden ferocity in her yellow eye. ”MmmmMMMM TAG!” she yowled as she sprang up and launched herself at the Vulpix, crashing into him and barreling him over. She was quick to regain her feet, though, and dashed away cackling with victory.

Carnation picked himself up, furious at being suckered by the mischievous little thing, and growled lowly as he glared after her but did not give chase. ”That... that was low...” he protested weakly. He didn’t know the words to describe what she did, but even so her emotional manipulation made him more bitter than anything ever did.

She was still giggling madly though as she pranced through the garden far away from Carnation. Until a few seconds later, she squeaked out in fear and panic and suddenly stood stock still.

Carnation instantly bolted towards her, bitterness forgotten. Had she managed to hurt herself? In this safe little fenced off square? How clumsy could be possibly be?! ”Bluebell! Bluebell, are you okay?!”

He reached her and hesitated. ”Bluebell...?” Was she just trying to get him close again? But why? He was supposed to tag her next. “Bluebell...?” He closed the rest of the distance.

She suddenly turned to him with enormous lamp-like eyes, mewling like a newborn kitten, “Nooo... Not okay! Cold! Cold thing! Right here.” She tried to gesture at her nose with her paw, nearly falling over in the process. Suddenly she squeaked again, and jumped several inches into the air, “Again! Cold thing! Make it stop, Carnshin!”

The Vulpix blinked as he felt it: a tiny droplet of snow landing on his face. He laughed, “Bluebell, it’s just snow!”

“Don’t like snow!” she growled viciously, glaring all around her.

”Oh, Bluebell. It’s not so bad. It’s just snow. Come here; I’ll keep you warm.”

Game of tag all but forgotten, Bluebell immediately darted to Carnation’s side, pressing her chilled blue fur against him and pushing her cold nose into his chest fur. Pretty soon, she was purring softly and she said happily, ”Carnshin made it stop!”

He couldn’t help but give her a fond lick on the top of her head as he wrapped his fluffy tails around her to give her more warmth. She was petty and honestly kind of ridiculous, but she was also hands-down the cutest thing he’d ever met, and he’d do almost anything for her.

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Carnation: Male Vulpix
Ability: Drought || Nature: Serious || Level: 14 || Loyalty: 36%
Health: 100% || Status: Healthy || Held Item: None
Moves: DISABLE ◒ Ember ◒ Tail Whip ◒ Roar ◒ Baby-Doll Eyes ◒ Quick Attack ◒ Confuse Ray
Personality: naturally loyal, enamored with Avery; quiet and cautious

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Bluebell: Female Shinx
Ability: Intimidiate || Nature: Naughty || Level: 3 || Loyalty: 22%
Health: 100% || Status: Healthy || Held Item: None
Moves: HELPING HAND ◒ Tackle ◒ Baby-Doll Eyes
Personality: mischievous, chatty

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