???

{ Previously… }

Taking advantage of the dog’s bewilderment and scrambling to their feet, a glint in their eyes casted a spell over the kit as their body became enveloped in a pink hue, suddenly hurling the kit backwards into the safety of their embrace at a fair distance.

< ??? Used Extrasensory! >

“Ah!”

“…S-Small Dad?!”

Switching their focus back to the Arcanine before them, their glare casted another spell as the area around them suddenly became changed. The warm passing breeze of summer whipped into the sharp chill of an incoming winter blizzard as snow and hail pelted the area.

> ???’s Snow Warning activated! <

Clinging to some of their parents tails, the child struggles to see past the blizzard’s winds. Their bug companion quickly seeks shelter in its owners’ ruff.

“Small Dad…!”

( @lustrous-dawn )

Hey. Vulpix. I think I seen this small kit with a big ass Arcanine. He was ranting or something. About being stinky? Him or the kit. I don't know. Maybe you should check it out

???

Wh—

Where?! Tell me where! Please tell me where they are!

Over there?!

( ??? ran ahead! )

{ Previously… }

The child seemed puzzled at the Swirlixs’ response, giving their head a tilt for a moment.

…

Why would it be smaller if I eat a lotta bugs? Should I eat more bugs???

They barely started to think about it when a slice of cheesecake was presented to them, it’s sweet aroma filling their nose and thoughts immediately. It smelled nothing like cheese, but still deliciously sweet and enticing. Leaning forward with their tongue sticking out, they give the treat a curious lick.

You could almost see the moment the sweet taste hit them like a truck, as in the next moment the dessert was gone in a whole bite, almost taking the limb along with it! You’re not entirely sure if they chewed at all with how fast it was eaten.

That was the best cake I’ve ever tasted ever.

Gimmie more? Please?? I want more!

Their eyes were wide and even more dazzling, their tail wagging a mile a minute as they pleaded with the swirlix.

{ @ask-enchantingdelights }

The Arcanine looked about. This was the last place... right? As he tried to recollect, a throbbing in his head made him grumble under his breath. That Vulpix, a bitter thought as he paused in his search. That Hana actually did something... nice, despite their first encounter. It would be best to quash- something caught his eyes, a small Vulpix kit with a unique fur pigment. A squint. Pink and stardust... "Hey kid where's your parent?"

Admittingly, the child wasn’t expecting the hulking figure of the dog to cast such a wide shadow over them. Had they not realized they were being spoken too, they could’ve mistaken him for a tree, compared to their relative size.

Huh???

Starting from his paws and eventually craning their neck upward until they eventually toppled over, the child would struggle to see who was addressing them, considering they sun shined just behind their shadowed glare. Not bothering to get up, they would give a snort.

“…”

“Why are you so big, and stinky? You smell like dirt poop…”

[ @lustrous-dawn ]

Oh my! The new character is so cute! What’s their name?

???

…

The child doesn't seem interested in answering the question, instead walking away some distance before setting the beetle down and watching It crawl about.

...

Maybe you should ask something specific?

{ @hypernovasmash }

Is Tamashi still available for asks?

Hello! Tamashi is still around as a friend of Hana’s but won’t be very active on this blog for quite some time. I planned on moving him and most of a few others to @hodgepodgeofhooligans in the meantime If you’d still like to see him and others!

( Previously… )

Hana watched as the Rockruff walked off, taking note of her simple request. For a moment they felt bad for the inconvenience they might’ve caused the pair asking for something off-menu to be made specifically for them, but the Greninja seemed more than delighted to oblige. They pulled out their phone and wallet, wanting to tip ahead of time for going out their way to make the dish; when they noticed the cooks’ sign faced towards them.

…

It’s not the first time they’ve been asked this question, they’ve answered it more times than they care to remember. Even so, each time, they’ve had a different answer. Admittedly, it’s something they haven’t thought about in a while, at least a few…months? Years?? Decades???. Being a species who’s longevity can last well over a millennia, it’s easy to forget how different it is for other mortals bound by the laws of their own mortality.

Time moves differently for those forced to stand still.

Taking out some money and settling back into their seat, they looked back at the Greninja with a melancholy smile.

…

To be honest, it used to. Growing up, they don’t really tell you how different you are from everyone else when you’ve always been surrounded by others just like you. You just learn to accept it and call it a blessing, I guess.

I hated it, and to be honest I still do. You’re not immortal, but compared to everyone else you may as well be. I used to make a point not making friends with anyone with too short a lifespan than mine, especially humans. The kid you saw last week could be an elder the next, and all the while you haven’t aged a day. It’s…terrifying.

…

Well, I’m not about to sour the mood more than it already is, but long story short is that you find reasons to make the ride better, ‘cause it’s gonna be a long one anyway, so might as well make it worth it.

( @casteliacityramen )

"I used to have the skill as a Sylveon, but this new body of mine certainly has a learning curve. I don't think I'm going to be busy tomorrow, so please come by Mt. Moon, if that's not an imposition?"

"Thank you so much for offering. Please give my regards to Hana too!"

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Hey, I know it’s a bit ‘off menu’, but could I get a bowl of Kitsune Udon? I’ve been craving some lately and I’d figure I’d get some. - Hana

“How was supposed to know that? I was asleep. I’m only getting enough for one bowl, alright? You better not mess it up,” Rio says to Ray.

In a short moment, she’s got her delivery box on top of her back with the ingredient list inside. Before she starts to walk down the street, she turns to you.

Rio walks down the street and turns a corner, away from view. Ray takes his whiteboard:

He remembers you, even if Rio didn’t. It seems like he’s eager to try to please, especially after the first bowl you had here was… well it was okay.

It’s strange, you don’t remember showing him this form when you were first here.

He turns around to start prepping the ingredients. It won’t be too long before Rio comes back. Before he turns around to go to work, he pauses for an uncomfortable moment as if he’s contemplating on a decision.

He picks the whiteboard up again.