This is a Zoroark, but not one that you recognise. In your world, they were Unovan Pokemon. Dark type, and black skinned. They were illusion foxes, tricksters if there was ever one!
This one... was different. Snow white skin, with a scary menace behind it. You were nervous as you look up to the Pokemon. What was going to happen? When suddenly she bent over and reached down for you! The white hand reached down for you, as she wasted no time holding you.
You get wrapped around the cold fur, as you get zoomed up. The Pokemon looked at you, her eyes alone sending a shiver down your spine. In front of her eyes, you were scared expecting the worst. After all, you were defiantly small enough to be a meal for the Pokemon.
"N-Now... don't... eat me." You nervously say, cause that was where you were. The Pokemon looked down to her head, and cocked her head to the side. "C-Can you understand me?"
She opened her mouth, as you could see the bitter end that you were sure you were in for! "Ahh, you can! Please don't eat me!"
Seems like your shouting was useless, as she was bringing you down! You get thrown into the mouth, tossed deep in there! Landing on her wet tongue. Turning around, she was already closing her mouth and trapping you in there!
"And... this is where I'm eaten, by this white Zoroark." You were expecting the worst, your end.
At least it was pretty warm in here, more comfortable than out in the snow.
The Pokemon started to move, as you were waiting to get swallowed but... it didn't come. More and more time passed, and once again there was nothing? You got confused, why haven't you became a meal. Its not like you were even being tasted by the Pokemon. She just tossed you into her mouth, and moved.
Sure it was wet, but it was also warm!
You were so confused, when suddenly the mouth opened up! The Pokemon tilted her head forward, as you fell out of it. A white furry palm awaiting you as you landed down onto it. Falling down and hitting awkwardly. You were now in an ice cavern, which you can only assume was her home.
"Uh...' Zoroark's eyes were still on you, getting a good look down at you. "W-Why am I not your meal?"
'Zooooooooo...."Was all that she said, as she leaned in closer to you and getting a closer look to you. Her eyes stared right into your soul. You just awkwardly sit there.
This may be a Zoroark, but obviously it was different. A regional form if you were to guess. It could also be a split evolution from Zorua, but you put faith in the first then the latter. This Pokemon doesn't feel like a dark type. If anything you woud say she felt more like a ghost type, or-
'Ark!!!!" Her voice screeched down to you, as you cover your ears at the loud noise. 'W-What, is there something wrong?" You nervously ask as.. she just went back to her staring and stoic face. You were gonna risk it.
"O-Okay Zoroark... you can understand me? W-Why am I not your meal?'
Zoroark looked down to you, before she responded with a simple response. She brought you over to her chest, as you were hugged into her fur. An admittedly warm fur, which you loved given the tundra that the two of you were in.
"Okay... so, you like me?"
"Zo." She said giving you that answer. Thinking about it, you were so lucky.
Zoroark... did not like Humans. She's attacked her fair share of those who have tried to capture her. A Bitter Malice for anyone and a vicious end. So why did she have a care for this little human? She could easily eat you.
Well, she felt no malice down to you. The Pokemon who has soo much anger and malice, that it poses as an aura around her, so has none for you. This surprised even her, hence is why she has interest in you.
"Wow, your fur is so warm..." You had to say. "W-Well... If you are a nice Pokemon, can you show me to another human?"
Zoroark's eyes went wide, as she started to twitch in anger. You saw the problem that was coming as you panic.
'Uh... never mind!" She stopped and looked down to you. She's scary, she is defiantly a ghost type. She calmed down once you said this to her, before she moved you around. Hugging you to her fur as she continued this.
"So... I guess I'm with you A-As long as you don't plan to end me. D-Do you plan to end me?" You ask you wanted to know about this. Zoroark shook her head side to side, as you guess you were going to get lucky. "But you plan to keep me?"
She nodded her head up and down, as you guess you might as well get comfortable. Zoroark sat down, crossing her legs as she raised you up to her eye. She looked at you for a little bit, before putting you on her lap.
She hugged you to her fur, and it was at this point that you realized what she has been doing. You weren't a Pokemon that has changed their body around to suit the cold winds of the Hisui region. You were a human, who would of frozen to death.
If it wasn't for the Pokemon that has taken you in, you would of frozen to death. A tough pill to swallow, but... you owe this Pokemon your life. Even her swinging you around and putting you in her mouth was an attempt to keep you warm. You owe a lot to this Pokemon you were starting to learn.
Zoroark hugged you to her lap, just looking down to you a bit creepily, not even blinking.
She was defiantly a ghost type.
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