>>53762264"Oh shoot!" The mailmon rushed over to check on Avalon for any wounds or injuries, taking her time to check his large fluffy ears as well. She hummed a calm tune as she worked, it felt familiar somehow, but he couldn't place from where. His eyes began to water from the mixture of terror and nostalgia, but he managed to hold it back and sat up to address the stranger.
"W-who are you? What just happened?" Avalon looked from the Delibird to the smoking ruin on the shack. Thankfully it seemed nothing was actually on fire, simply scorched from the explosion.
"Name's Debby! Proprietress of Delibird Deliveries in Capim Town!" Debby puffed her chest proudly before glancing back at the ruin as well and answering the second question. "Them's Raticate stole mail from us, so I paid back the favor. Y'all really gotta make sure thieves get the message. Tamperin' with mail ain't a federal crime here so I gotta make sure they learn their lesson."
Debby's words clicked in Avalon's head. Federal crime? And that tune felt like-
"Y'all are a guildie, so I figure y'all are here for the bounties. They won't be puttin' up a fight for a while, so feel free to take them in. Ain't got the inclination to become a bounty hunter myself." His thoughts were interrupted by Debby's eerily accurate assessment, he hadn't even shown her his badge.
He finally gathered his thoughts and managed to squeak out "A-are they even alive?" That kind of force would've left anyone as barely more that gibbets on a wall. It seemed excessive for simple mail theft, and Debby didn't even seem to realize that as she had kept her cheery expression like the two had just crossed paths in town or something.
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