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>Elsewhere. . . http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SixKBIWJdzIIn the most deepest, relatively-unknown, rarely traveled to part of Laverre's enigmatic forest lies a small, seemingly harmless luminescent clearing.
A mythical Pokemon of many horns and colors, one of enchanting powers both mystical and overpowered, sleeps contently in this clearing. Surrounding this buck is a flurry of small run-of-the-mill Pokemon with no where else to go and in need of peace of mind.
A savior in every sense of the word, the faerie takes these tots in to shelter them from the dangers and fears of the outside. The forest is a dangerous place filled with dangerous people, and things beyond anyone's wildest dream.
A Pokemon often bestowed with the label of the "Pokemon of Life" or some variation thereof. A god to the living, a deity of resurrection, a giver of eternal life, and just about everything in-between.
To sum it up in three simple words: A legendary cervine.
And as this Pokemon sleeps, undeterred with the friends and acquaintances of the forest, an observer looks on from afar, high up in a tree.
He is a grunt, a grunt in unremarkable camouflage. With binoculars in his hands, he ganders and gawks at the deer. Personally, he never thought the damn thing existed until a few minutes ago, and now, well, it's like a dream come true.
So close, yet so far. Any wrong or mistake in movement will alert the legendary to his presence, and most likely run away. Of course, the grunt can't afford this, not on his salary.
Quietly, he retrieves his walkie-talkie and whispers very quietly into it.
"Hey? You there?""I think I found that Pokemon you guys were looking for..."The Flare grunt refuses to notice that he himself is also being spied on. Down on the forest floor, hidden in the bushes, lurks an opposing force.
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