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FEBRUARY 2026 EVENT LOG
⋆✩ SNOW MORE WINTER! ✩⋆
As February arrives, the heavy snowfall that dominated and defined most of January finally comes to its end. Little by little, the precipitation disappears, replaced by a gleaming winter sun high above the region. With the sun comes the first signs of the incoming spring as well - slowly, white melts to be replaced with green, and whispers of plans for field planting start to crop up.
It seems that the end of winter is on everyone’s minds! Or at least, it’s everyone’s hope right now.
WHAT EVERYONE WISHED FOR
With the snow finally melting to make way for eventual green pastures, it seems the guilds collectively decide that now is the time to start making headway on any plans that have been sitting on the backburner. For all that they were quick to get on the case of their interdimensional recruits about overworking, the leaders sure do become scarce - Polteageist in particular ends up in meeting after meeting with various scholars to discuss topics of investigation, while both Mightyena and Ribombee become otherwise occupied by their plans involving the regions beyond the Bay.
It’s been a particularly frigid winter compared to the normal as it seems; under ordinary circumstances, they wouldn’t have snow at all in February! With those fears on their mind, they’re working overtime to sort out how far behind they’ll be on necessary harvests and forest upkeep.
But it isn’t all doom and gloom in the town. While the leaders might be running hen-pecked, the Pokemon in Bottlecap Bay’s main town are in a state of anticipation for what they hope will be an imminent change in the weather. While it’s typical for the annual Starfall Festival to begin around this time, there hasn’t been a single meteor shower all week… In fact, not one shooting star can be seen all month! The psychic Pokemon predictions for this year's shower say it will be incredibly late - and while that happens sometimes, some Pokemon get especially antsy, gossiping about the fortunes they hope to receive or even preparing festival foods ahead of time. Just in case.
The influx of social clubs is somewhat more effective when it comes to giving Pokemon things to do in this barren month. Maybe if the astronomy club looks hard enough, they will see those meteors! Maybe the mystery club can investigate the matter, even if they can’t directly go to space. Or maybe, everyone just needs a distraction.
The sports club sure seems excited about the snow melting after all!
The highlight of the club activities comes from the music club, which decides to set up daily music lessons in front of the questboard! Or perhaps it's a low point, depending on who you ask… at any given moment, you might be regaled by a genuinely nice tune, or by an utter cacophony. Spend too long listening, and you'll be urged to join in!
It’s been a particularly frigid winter compared to the normal as it seems; under ordinary circumstances, they wouldn’t have snow at all in February! With those fears on their mind, they’re working overtime to sort out how far behind they’ll be on necessary harvests and forest upkeep.
But it isn’t all doom and gloom in the town. While the leaders might be running hen-pecked, the Pokemon in Bottlecap Bay’s main town are in a state of anticipation for what they hope will be an imminent change in the weather. While it’s typical for the annual Starfall Festival to begin around this time, there hasn’t been a single meteor shower all week… In fact, not one shooting star can be seen all month! The psychic Pokemon predictions for this year's shower say it will be incredibly late - and while that happens sometimes, some Pokemon get especially antsy, gossiping about the fortunes they hope to receive or even preparing festival foods ahead of time. Just in case.
The influx of social clubs is somewhat more effective when it comes to giving Pokemon things to do in this barren month. Maybe if the astronomy club looks hard enough, they will see those meteors! Maybe the mystery club can investigate the matter, even if they can’t directly go to space. Or maybe, everyone just needs a distraction.
The sports club sure seems excited about the snow melting after all!
The highlight of the club activities comes from the music club, which decides to set up daily music lessons in front of the questboard! Or perhaps it's a low point, depending on who you ask… at any given moment, you might be regaled by a genuinely nice tune, or by an utter cacophony. Spend too long listening, and you'll be urged to join in!
RIME FALLS
In the midst of preparations for all the expeditions launching out of Skull Town, a small round bird Pokemon Teleports into the center of town, calling for help. As many Pokemon feared there would be, sooner or later: there's been an absolutely massive avalanche in the environs of Icefall Lake. And unlike the handful of smaller avalanches this season, this one has gone right through a zone heavily inhabited by local Pokemon.
Natu is here to beg for help! Lurantis is commendably quick to jump into action in a crisis, yanking everyone off expedition preparations and organizing squads of Pokemon - some of which are immediately sent off on foot or by air, perhaps even carried by other flying Pokemon, and others who are teleported one by one with an increasingly tired Natu.
However you get there, the site of the avalanche is a mess, with the Icefall region's sparse plants uprooted, boulders dragged downhill, and a giant cloud of powder white still not entirely done settling to the ground. One mountainside is stark gray against all the other white peaks near it, its side completely stripped of snow. And, of course: scattered everywhere are buried Pokemon. Some were just in the area, some found their snow dens collapsing and flowing downhill around them, some were at the very bottom and turned to run but weren't fast enough...
The Pokemon that Lurantis prioritizes sending to the scene first are those who have an advantage in finding anyone buried under the snow, as well as Pokemon who can dig effectively and Pokemon who can provide medical attention. And of course, anyone who can transport other Pokemon quickly, such as by flight, will end up enlisted as carriers. The Pokemon local to the Icefall region are generally resistant to cold, and all Pokemon are deceptively hardy, but most still can't survive indefinitely without air - and every moment under the snow is a moment they're using up their air pocket.
Lurantis is quick to follow the immediate response by sending anyone else who is available - can you dig at all, even if you'll never compete with a Drillbur? It's your turn to go. There are still live Pokemon buried by the time this secondary group makes it out, but by this point there's enough hands on deck digging that it's reasonable to find other ways to help too. Perhaps someone could coordinate the groups of local Pokemon that have been unearthed and can help, or comfort the ones sitting around in a state of shock. Some rescued local Pokemon vanish once they've expressed their gratitude and helped where they can, preferring to head right back into their lifestyle in the wilds. But for those who now have nowhere else to go, or are too scared to, someone needs to figure out where to put them. And eventually, once everyone who can be saved has been... well, someone has to deal with the Pokemon who didn't make it.
None of this is helped by the weather in the Icefall region, which is fluctuating wildly between thawing sun and heavy snow showers in periods of time as short as half an hour. Throughout a truly long and miserable day, Pokemon keep glancing nervously at surrounding snowy peaks. But in the end no other avalanches follow the big one. Still, it makes for hours of work that alternate between having everyone overheating from exertion and then shivering in an icy cold wind.
Natu is here to beg for help! Lurantis is commendably quick to jump into action in a crisis, yanking everyone off expedition preparations and organizing squads of Pokemon - some of which are immediately sent off on foot or by air, perhaps even carried by other flying Pokemon, and others who are teleported one by one with an increasingly tired Natu.
However you get there, the site of the avalanche is a mess, with the Icefall region's sparse plants uprooted, boulders dragged downhill, and a giant cloud of powder white still not entirely done settling to the ground. One mountainside is stark gray against all the other white peaks near it, its side completely stripped of snow. And, of course: scattered everywhere are buried Pokemon. Some were just in the area, some found their snow dens collapsing and flowing downhill around them, some were at the very bottom and turned to run but weren't fast enough...
The Pokemon that Lurantis prioritizes sending to the scene first are those who have an advantage in finding anyone buried under the snow, as well as Pokemon who can dig effectively and Pokemon who can provide medical attention. And of course, anyone who can transport other Pokemon quickly, such as by flight, will end up enlisted as carriers. The Pokemon local to the Icefall region are generally resistant to cold, and all Pokemon are deceptively hardy, but most still can't survive indefinitely without air - and every moment under the snow is a moment they're using up their air pocket.
Lurantis is quick to follow the immediate response by sending anyone else who is available - can you dig at all, even if you'll never compete with a Drillbur? It's your turn to go. There are still live Pokemon buried by the time this secondary group makes it out, but by this point there's enough hands on deck digging that it's reasonable to find other ways to help too. Perhaps someone could coordinate the groups of local Pokemon that have been unearthed and can help, or comfort the ones sitting around in a state of shock. Some rescued local Pokemon vanish once they've expressed their gratitude and helped where they can, preferring to head right back into their lifestyle in the wilds. But for those who now have nowhere else to go, or are too scared to, someone needs to figure out where to put them. And eventually, once everyone who can be saved has been... well, someone has to deal with the Pokemon who didn't make it.
None of this is helped by the weather in the Icefall region, which is fluctuating wildly between thawing sun and heavy snow showers in periods of time as short as half an hour. Throughout a truly long and miserable day, Pokemon keep glancing nervously at surrounding snowy peaks. But in the end no other avalanches follow the big one. Still, it makes for hours of work that alternate between having everyone overheating from exertion and then shivering in an icy cold wind.
ii. PULLING A HUNT
EVERY LITTLE KINGAMBIT HELPS
When the bounty reports first reach the Quest Board, it’s easy to assume things will proceed much the same way they did almost a year ago. After all, last year, three mysterious Pokemon - only one clearly identifiable - were found to be creating havoc of some kind near Bottlecap Bay. These same Pokemon were tracked down and brought to justice, with all three ultimately coming to their senses and offering their support in recompense.
As the bounties for these new culprits are investigated however, it becomes clear that things are a little different this time; particularly when many of the teams find themselves turning back in opposite directions from where they began. This isn’t a matter of picking away at a fleeing Pokemon. The teams need to find it first.
And that in turn means that they need a lot more support than anticipated. Teams that assumed they would be wandering a forest are now looking at the floodplains of Heavy Downmoor. Those who readied themselves for the extreme heat of Furnace Mountain in the meantime have been funneled right back out into the forest. And as for Icefall Lake…
…well, as it turns out, no one investigating that particular region has found themselves with this problem, but it is also a lot more dangerous than anticipated given the avalanche and snowmelt. With so many Pokemon already at their last wits trying to manage recovery and rescue, it’s no surprise that the number of tasks on the Quest Board begin to increase…and it’s even less surprise when Pokemon local to each region begin to simply stop known guild members in the middle of a task with their own requests.
The Pokemon of the wilderness have taken note of the helpful nature of their neighbors - sure, they’ve started more fights with each other than can be counted, but that’s just a part of being a Pokemon! When it comes to dangers like this, they know enough to put those rivalries aside. Mostly, at least. As such, it’s not just those investigating the trails of mysterious Pokemon being pulled aside to help with clearing debris, or reuniting separated Pokemon - it’s anyone who happens upon their path!
As the bounties for these new culprits are investigated however, it becomes clear that things are a little different this time; particularly when many of the teams find themselves turning back in opposite directions from where they began. This isn’t a matter of picking away at a fleeing Pokemon. The teams need to find it first.
And that in turn means that they need a lot more support than anticipated. Teams that assumed they would be wandering a forest are now looking at the floodplains of Heavy Downmoor. Those who readied themselves for the extreme heat of Furnace Mountain in the meantime have been funneled right back out into the forest. And as for Icefall Lake…
…well, as it turns out, no one investigating that particular region has found themselves with this problem, but it is also a lot more dangerous than anticipated given the avalanche and snowmelt. With so many Pokemon already at their last wits trying to manage recovery and rescue, it’s no surprise that the number of tasks on the Quest Board begin to increase…and it’s even less surprise when Pokemon local to each region begin to simply stop known guild members in the middle of a task with their own requests.
The Pokemon of the wilderness have taken note of the helpful nature of their neighbors - sure, they’ve started more fights with each other than can be counted, but that’s just a part of being a Pokemon! When it comes to dangers like this, they know enough to put those rivalries aside. Mostly, at least. As such, it’s not just those investigating the trails of mysterious Pokemon being pulled aside to help with clearing debris, or reuniting separated Pokemon - it’s anyone who happens upon their path!
iii. RIFT AS AN ARROW
SPACING OUT
In the wake of Pokemon finally being sent out on their investigation expeditions, odd things start to occur in several areas around Bottlecap Bay and Skull Town.
Pokemon going through the Forest are already familiar with the Forest's space and time being all misaligned… but is it worse than usual? It's definitely worse than usual. And there's something new, too: certain spots in the Forest are even more distorted than before. Stumble over a tree root sticking over the ground, fall sideways, and - for a second, you're suddenly in a nightmare, the very air you're breathing burning, the trees around you crackling in the heat, violet and red swirling about you - and then you hit the ground, back in the Forest you know. But you're still coughing, and your paws are scorched.
Pokemon still helping with the aftermath of the avalanche in Icefall Lake will experience similar cracks in space. Trip through a rift, and you'll find yourself frozen alive in a block of crystalline clear ice - you can't move an inch, but you can see that you're trapped in a massive glacier that towers far above your head. It's too bitingly cold for even a Fire Pokemon to melt. Just when you're ready to start screaming, you'll tumble back out into the relatively friendly snow of Icefall. But you're still shivering violently.
Pokemon in the Heavy Downmoor - perhaps collecting rocks, perhaps busy with something else - run into it too. Step into a rift and your paws will never meet the ground - you've just missed the edge of a high cliff instead of the terrain of the Downmoor that you were expecting. You're falling, head over heels, sky and cliffside and sky spinning past you in a dizzying, terrifying rush. It's too fast for even a Flying Pokemon to recover; you're constantly smashing against the jutting sides of the cliff, bouncing violently off with rocks sent clattering down ahead of you. You don't reach whatever's below before you're spat out back into the Heavy Downmoor - but you're still battered, and bruised, and shaking.
In all these areas, sometimes a rift will send you just a little bit sideways instead - perhaps, for just a moment, you'll just be in a different area of the Forest or Icefall Lake or Heavy Downmoor. There you'll see some of your friends battling against a giant, shadowy figure. React fast enough, and you'll have time to lash out against your friends' opponent with a single attack - then you'll be back where you were, head spinning. Was that real? Are they doing alright? All you can do is wait, and hope.
Pokemon going through the Forest are already familiar with the Forest's space and time being all misaligned… but is it worse than usual? It's definitely worse than usual. And there's something new, too: certain spots in the Forest are even more distorted than before. Stumble over a tree root sticking over the ground, fall sideways, and - for a second, you're suddenly in a nightmare, the very air you're breathing burning, the trees around you crackling in the heat, violet and red swirling about you - and then you hit the ground, back in the Forest you know. But you're still coughing, and your paws are scorched.
Pokemon still helping with the aftermath of the avalanche in Icefall Lake will experience similar cracks in space. Trip through a rift, and you'll find yourself frozen alive in a block of crystalline clear ice - you can't move an inch, but you can see that you're trapped in a massive glacier that towers far above your head. It's too bitingly cold for even a Fire Pokemon to melt. Just when you're ready to start screaming, you'll tumble back out into the relatively friendly snow of Icefall. But you're still shivering violently.
Pokemon in the Heavy Downmoor - perhaps collecting rocks, perhaps busy with something else - run into it too. Step into a rift and your paws will never meet the ground - you've just missed the edge of a high cliff instead of the terrain of the Downmoor that you were expecting. You're falling, head over heels, sky and cliffside and sky spinning past you in a dizzying, terrifying rush. It's too fast for even a Flying Pokemon to recover; you're constantly smashing against the jutting sides of the cliff, bouncing violently off with rocks sent clattering down ahead of you. You don't reach whatever's below before you're spat out back into the Heavy Downmoor - but you're still battered, and bruised, and shaking.
In all these areas, sometimes a rift will send you just a little bit sideways instead - perhaps, for just a moment, you'll just be in a different area of the Forest or Icefall Lake or Heavy Downmoor. There you'll see some of your friends battling against a giant, shadowy figure. React fast enough, and you'll have time to lash out against your friends' opponent with a single attack - then you'll be back where you were, head spinning. Was that real? Are they doing alright? All you can do is wait, and hope.
✩ OOC NOTES.
⟡ CWS: Avalanches, Injury, Implied Pokemon Death, Claustrophobia, Natural Disaster, Disorientation
⟡ While all Light Quests must be submitted by the 25th of the month, Players may submit their own Player Quests at any time before that point! (Though we recommend saving Player Quests for the next month if it is after the 20th.)
⟡ Have any questions related to the event? Ask them here! If your question is more general for the game, please make sure to direct it to the FAQ page instead. Thank you, and happy threading!
⟡ While all Light Quests must be submitted by the 25th of the month, Players may submit their own Player Quests at any time before that point! (Though we recommend saving Player Quests for the next month if it is after the 20th.)
⟡ Have any questions related to the event? Ask them here! If your question is more general for the game, please make sure to direct it to the FAQ page instead. Thank you, and happy threading!
QUESTIONS
Kinger | The Amazing Digital Circus | Morelull | OTA
[Though he never got around to joining the Music Club proper, he does jump at the opportunity to join the musicians with some crooning songs.]
Thank you, everyone, thank you! Any requests from the audience? Love songs for Valentine's Day, showtunes?
["The audience" seems disinterested at best, but maybe you've got a song you'd love to hear Kinger's rendition of? Or better yet, a duet!]
2. Through the Looking Grass
[Someone wandering through the forest might catch a whiff of the savory smell of grilled mushrooms. If they go to investigate what's cooking, they'll find that the answer is Kinger, flopped on the ground, slightly groaning and sizzing.]
Nrghhhh... Only you can prevent forest fires... [It's hard to tell how much Kinger is dazed from injury or from just being Kinger.]
3. Wildcard
I can't think of many prompts for this but if you invite Kinger along to help in Icefall or with an impromptu "quest" from the locals, he'll tag along! Or anything else you might want to do with Kinger this month.
1!
What's Valentine's Day? [ she calls out over the disinterested murmurs of the audience. ]
no subject
[Kinger starts singing, and the Pokémon behind him scramble to figure out the accompaniment.]
My funny Valentine, sweet comic Valentine, you make me smile with my heart~
no subject
it don't answer her question none, though. probably an earth thing that never made it out, let alone as far as halcyon. she lived on the fringes of human civilisation, after all. ]
Shoka Sakurane | The World Ends with You | Mimikyu✨ | OTA
ii. what everyone wished for
iii. rime falls
iii
Ah - Shoka?!
no subject
Ingo...?
[She has a number of other questions, including but not limited to where am I and what happened, but the sensation of tiny hands twisting the fabric of her disguise diverts her attention to the more pressing matter at hand. With a shiver of her own, she tries to drag herself upright, blinking rapidly when the movement makes her head spin.]
H-hey, do me a favor and—help me with this thing, will you?
[This thing being the Gothita, apparently, who seems reluctant to let go of her.]
Easy, okay? He's a friend. And I can pretty much guarantee he's way warmer than I am...
no subject
Ah - yes, here! [ He starts giving off more heat, air shimmering around his neck a few steps away from bursting into active flame. ] You may ride, or hold onto my fur! Did they teleport you here?
[ This is directed towards Shoka. That's the obvious conclusion to him! ]
no subject
[That would make sense, wouldn't it? She'd only found the Gothita because it was calling to her telepathically, reaching her even while buried deep in the snow. There's no doubt in her mind that it's a Psychic-type—and teleportation is a Psychic thing, isn't it?
Looking at the Gothita now, however, it doesn't look exactly capable of pulling off any actual moves, only possessing just enough energy to clutch Shoka and shake. Finally managing to pull herself upright, Shoka gently detaches the Gothita and lifts it up onto Ingo's back. It tries to struggle for a moment in Shoka's claws, its eyes huge, but settles upon feeling the much-needed warmth radiating from the stranger.
It seems to exchange some words telepathically with Shoka then; there's a pause before she sighs and lets the Gothita keep hold of one of her claws.]
Thanks... Where, uh—is here, by the way?
[She's still recovering, apparently (and also gratefully basking in Ingo's warmth herself).]
Parvati Holcomb | The Outer Worlds | Tinkaton | OTA!
[ parvati wishes mightyena knew she could just ask for a rundown of how the plumbing system works. all of that stress could be avoided, but she can't even get in there to speak with mightyena despite having a list of questions she's prepared to answer. she's found herself bopping between clubs in the meantime; anyone around the bay probably knows she's a frequenter of the crafting club in particular. in particular, she's been sculpting and firing a lot of ceramic pots. for practice, mostly, but any she's particularly proud of now hold plants in her room.
if not there, it's the astronomy club's nighttime meetings. in amongst the chatter of the lack of starfall, she's simply there to feel closer to home within the social chatter. and, of course, watching the music club's lessons and, er, "performances" (somebody please drag sudowoodo off the mic!) ]
2] A Rift From Any Other Game
[ parvati's always one to get involved with rescue efforts - more than happy to get work done, even if she's usually occupying a more defensive role. except for when she's suddenly somewhere... different. searing chills, face-down in the snow with a groan. and before her, a group of pokemon she just about recognises. she groans, picking up her hammer when she sees a looming threat before them.
she's gone before she can get far enough to help them, staring up at the sky like she's seeing stars. ]
What in the world was that...?!
3] It's Not The Best Choice... (wildcard)
[ feel free to shoot a wildcard, either as an offshoot of any of these prompts or something new! if you want to discuss you can pm here,
Emporio Alniño | JJBA: Stone Ocean | Cubone | OTA
[A music club. That sounds like just the thing for Emporio to focus on in the downtime between when he ultimately sets off on his bounty, and when he's busy recovering from getting absolutely blasted with Hydro Pump. Emporio looks up at the board advertizing that particular club with a big smile on his little cubone face, fists clenched with excitement.]
Ah-
[And then he....falters.] ...Th...they probably don't have pianos do they...
[Anyone want to weigh in on that maybe..?]
[LET'S DO THE TIME-WARP]
[This battle is not particularly typical.]
AAAAA-GH!
[Emporio has his helmet on of course. He's not about to go into any fight without it you know! But the arena he's in right now is...well, it's weird. It's cutting in and out of places, it feels like- and whoever just dropped in with him can probably say the same.]
Ugh... ...Guys..?
[He won't be here long of course. Just long enough to perhaps see another, phase back in...
But what's more worrying is, well.] ...What was I just fighting...
[It...feels like he was doing something at least. Right? ...Yes???]
[WILDCARD]
[Ultimately, Emporio won't be doing too much outside of his quests- not with him having to recover from all his injuries before going off on bounty hunts.
Still, he's fairly optimistic; whether you visited him while he was in the clinic, or if you dragged him off to another club, it's probably easy to say he'll be where you need!]
Eleanor Lamb | Bioshock | Brionne | OTA <3
[ there's actually a fairly large presence of popplios and brionnes at the music club's lessons, alongside a primarina sheparding them like a group of schoolgirls. and in amongst this group, some may be able to pick out eleanor. she's taken a particular (and unsurprising) liking to singing along with some of the popplios, giggling and clapping in delight as they all learn the songs together. primarina is possibly the most skilled in the band - the smaller sealions swaying along to her melody.
eleanor herself hasn't actually signed up to any clubs yet, but if nothing else, all of these activities are swaying her. she even attempts to play some instruments, her skill ranging from extremely poor to surprisingly okay. the real star of the show is eleanor's voice. singing was never a skill she had before, but as a brionne, vocalising melodies comes as second nature. perhaps the tune she sings is almost familiar... ]
2] Lord, I'm 500 Miles From My Home
[ although she probably shouldn't be, eleanor is aiding the rescue efforts. she can melt the snow quickly and is nimble enough on her flippers to make it to difficult-to-access areas to help as many trapped pokemon as she can. while she's less present in these efforts than she'd like to be, she's not absent.
until she starts in one place and is suddenly zapped to another. normally, she wouldn't question it. in her old life, she could teleport. but as it currently stands, she can't. and reasonably shouldn't be able to. and normal teleporting doesn't show her harrowing visions of something, where she can barely help before being spirited away once more. she needs to focus on the rescue efforts, she needs to save as many pokemon as possible. ]
3] I Can Dream, Can't I?
[ usual drill wildcard option - eleanor can do whatever really! feel free to just drop one here or ask via pm or
Firoza Istus | Final Fantasy XIV | OTA
[In between shaking off the rust and dust of last month's strange hazy memories, Firoza makes routine appearances at the Crafting Club. It's good to work on her satchel prototypes, as well as talk to others and catch up on what she'd missed in the middle of her snowblind state. After all, she's got a whole month to make up for!
Her current project seems to involve spinning a combination of wool and some kind of plant fiber to create a thread - and, hopefully, weave a fabric - that is strong and durable, but lightweight enough to then be pressed together with itself and something else in between, something that could make the fabric even sturdier...and potentially waterproof. She's thinking about what to use for that as she spins, muttering options softly.]
Sap, or resin...lanolin's not much of an option, I don't think enough Pokemon grow wool quickly enough for it to be sheared and harvested from cleaning the wool. And oilcloth wouldn't be feasible for Fire types. Maybe rubber? Gods, the stink though...
[Pondering, pondering...does anyone have any ideas on waterproofing fabric?]
B - Every Little Kingambit Helps
[You don't become a proper adventurer without doing well more than your fair share of runarounds. Menial tasks, wrangling pests, fetching things...it's all par for the course, and Firoza is no stranger to any of it.]
This goes to Quagsire, and these go to Pachirisu, and the last three are for Scorbunny. One for Quagsire, two for Pachirisu, three for Scorbunny...
[She repeats this through a mouthful of basket handle, her cargo six paper bags with type-corresponding colored stickers keeping them closed. Daschbund had asked if she wouldn't mind helping drop off some little deliveries, and she did so love to give that darling bread dog her patronage, how could she not help them out? She seems to walk with purpose, but only has a general idea of where the wayward customers might be within Bottlecap Bay...and it's probably cumbersome, carrying that basket in one's mouth. Want to help a helper out?]
C - Spacing Out [cw: natural disaster, disorientation; Endwalker spoilers]
[Ribombee had mentioned how important it was to clear out underbrush for a controlled burn. Firoza had wanted to make time to help, and she did, sorting through the slush to haul off dropped branches or chunks of underbrush that would choke the forest floor come spring. Some of the wood she stows away for herself to chew on, perhaps use her teeth and claws to carve out tiny tools or whatnot, but really, it's a focus on clearing the area. Clearing the forest. Clearing...]
Gah!
[Tripping on an errant branch or floundering because the ground isn't where one expects isn't unusual for Firoza. She can get back up and not be bothered. But when she stumbles this time...
It's not into the cold, slushy dirt. It's into settling ash.
Sputtering, the heat rising up all at once, Firoza looks - and for a moment, her mind goes blank. The forest consumed by flame, trees dropping in great crackling sparks, every breath hot and choking...
She has seen such sights before. Burning skies, burning homes, burning, so much destruction...
Logically, it couldn't be the Final Days she knows. It cannot. But memories of Vanaspati cannot help but claw at her mind, and she whirls around, a grim set to her jaw. Where there is such disaster, there is despair, and where there is despair there are blasphemous beasts beyond comprehension-]
-Ah!
[There, in that clearing, just there - she's sure she sees people she knows. And a figure of shadow...
No. No, she cannot let harm come to them. The Final Days cannot come here.
With a furious battle cry she surges forth, and barrels right into the shadowy figure, horn first. Her intent is to inflict poison, and she thrashes out with tooth and claw until that brief contact with the beast breaks-
-and suddenly, it all vanishes.
Firoza tumbles into a heap of slushy leaves, breathing hard. Soot is on the back of her tongue, and her paws are singed, and she lays very still, eyes wide, searching, waiting.]
What...what was...
[...Don't let her be alone in the woods for this. Please, she had to of run into someone else out here.]
Sliding into A~!
Dolly has been having a field day of sorts with the clubs pretty much exploding everywhere, especially with the Mystery Club and Stargazing Club. At the moment, she'd easing into Craft club to decompress a bit..a stress relief of sorts if you will.
Behold Firoza, the Eevee-sized Sylveon stands before you wide eyed at the materials being listed and debated upon...