Shian-selene

The young lady was frantically running from place to place, the armory, the stash, the kitchens... preparing the gear the "expedition" would need. They were so few still in her city. Every single person with a clear, distinct function; every last one of them fully and absolutely indispensable to keep everyone else working. So, of course, that obviously meant that the one person they could spare to lose for some hours... was her. Shia wasn't scared. She was so much more of a field person than a politics one, really. She had been the one scouting the lands around her childhood home since she was barely able to crawl, while her sister sat wit

Fiore roamed the fair with shiny eyes. It was all so pretty, so full of colors! So much to see, so much to hear, so much to taste. It wasn't a wonder she got lost from her trainer and her group almost as soon as they had set foot there. The budew wasn't worried, though. She knew how to get home on her own, they weren't far. And she was confident her trainer would manage to find her even before she needed to do that. She was tasting some free samples -sweet, fruity and way too sticky for her toothless mouth- from one of the stalls further from the main crowd when she saw something... curious. Why would that Meowth be rummaging around its trai