Post by Blaze on Jun 9, 2011 18:59:05 GMT -5
There Is A Fire Started In My Heart
Reaching A Fever
And It's Bringing Me Out of The Dark
Finally I Can See You Crystal Clear
Reaching A Fever
And It's Bringing Me Out of The Dark
Finally I Can See You Crystal Clear
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]Climbing upon the ledges of the unstable cliffs this late in the evening had it's ups and downs; many Pokemon were already away and asleep, meaning that he had no one to bother him as he ventured around, however if he were to slip and fall or something go wrong, then most likely, no one would be there to help him until morning, which by then he would probably already be dead. Either that or save his own ass, but that didn't matter much if he died unexpectantly. Not that anyone would give a damn if he died; most of anyone who would care if he died were either dead or not around; in fact, the Pokemon here probably wouldn't even give him a burial, just leave him for the buzzards. And he wouldn't blame them, honestly; probably had it coming to him, honestly, and he would be fine without a proper burial.
Leaping down onto another grassy ledge, the Blaziken gave a sigh; he was nearly thirty feet down, and it would be hell getting back up in the dark. Ah, well, he was lucky he brought a few pieces of wood down; plus, he was a fire type in a fire type's land; fire type's didn't normally freeze up too easily, as many had learned. Therefore, he would be fine either way. Stooping down the last few steps, Blaze looked around nonchalantly; along the way he had passed a few caverns, and he had made sure to be quiet so he wouldn't wake anyone that was sleeping in them. However, he doubted that anyone would sleep in a place like this; it seemed so uncomfortable. But now he really couldn't say anything about it; this was his quarters to sleep tonight as well, and he just hoped that nothing would come to eat him as he layed alone.
Giving a sigh of relief, the Blaziken took off his pack and whirled around in front of him, dropping it down onto the hard ground; out of it a few pieces of wood and several food items. He never really starved; he had a small stomach, and knew how to ration food wisely. That's what you get for traveling the way he did since he was young; you learned how to survive without needing much help. Litteraly the Blaziken plopped right down, bringing the pieces of wood in front of him; there was only four, and would most likely last him only half the night unless hell froze over. Making sure to move over the food that had been scattered and putting it into a nice fire, Blaze stacked the wood nicely in front of him, seeing as how it was growing dark.
Rubbing his hands together, instantly his wrists lite up like oil covering trees, and the Blaziken took a deep and easy breath. In less than a few seconds, a puff of bright fire went spiraling out of his mouth and landed harshly onto the pile of wood, nearly knocking it over. In a moment, as the wind stilled, the wood caught on fire; it was small, although provided warmth and a little light for the fire and fighting type to see around him. Scooting back a bit to make sure that anything swooping down wouldn't catch him directly, Blaze reached over and grabbed a Tamato berry from the pile; he was hungry for traveling quite a distance, which was quite unusual for him; he never really got hungry until he settled down, which at all he wasn't. He just hoped no one was coming to "crash" his little party soon.
