i am going to write infantile garbage now
>live a calm village life in historical johto>sightings of strange flying symbols>one night, you wake up surrounded by flames and debris>a cold wet snout touches your hand>suicune carries your burnt and intoxicated body to safety>"please ... please take me with you">travel the world on suicunes back>comb suicunes thick mane>polish suicunes crown>untangle and curve out suicunes ribbons>declare war on the unown>rest curled up between suicunes cold paws>feel his soft warm underbelly against your skin, offering pain relief>sometimes his ribbons grab your legs in his sleep>he wouldn't admit it, but you're suspecting he's the last or only of his kind>>56704076ty <3 