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Kibo shook her head in annoyance. Jessy was always sleeping in, unlike the tyrunt who enjoyed waking with the sun. It would be hours until her trainer awoke for the day. Deciding it was simply too boring waiting around, Kibo wandered outside. She liked this hour of the day; there weren’t that many other trainers and pokemon she had to worry about. They all bothered her anyway. Sighing contentedly she loped on, not bothering to stay on any of the marked paths. Most often she preferred her own trails, anyway. As she noticed the forest edge, Kibo noticed something that had not been there previously.

It was a pair of flowered gates, open and inviting. Shrugging to herself, and thinking it didn’t seem dangerous, the tyrunt decided to go in and explore. The instant she had both paws across the threshold, it was as if she had been transported to another world. Fragrant flowers dotted the grassy ground, and the fresh smells of warm earth and honeysuckle danced with the wind. Kibo inhaled deeply, oddly calmed and at peace. Enormous trees cloaked in the changing garb of fall stood among stalwart pines. As she drank everything in, a small bundle in the middle of the clearing caught her eye. It was so small she almost missed it.

Curiously she shuffled toward it. It bounced around in the flowers, disappearing momentarily among the petals before popping up once more. Mystified, Kibo plopped down and watched the small pokemon. It frolicked among the flowers, not seeming to notice the reptilian intruder. As Kibo began to see more and more of the small pokemon, she began to grow increasingly intrigued. It was white and green, and carried an air of significance to it that was belied by its diminutive size. The tyrunt scrunched her eyebrows, puzzling over the enigma. And then it was as if a puzzle had finally come together in her mind. Mystical gates appearing, seemingly out of nowhere. A fragrant, flowered field with beautiful plants and color. And most importantly, a tiny green-and-white pokemon playing about.

Kibo’s eyes widened as the pokemon hopped in her arms, its small cry confirming her guess. “Shaymin!”

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*wipes brow* Phew. I took an entirely different approach to this picture, trying something new. I really want to learn how to pain digitally, so this is somewhat my attempt at that... kind of lol. Who knew Tyrunts were so hard to draw in that position? haha

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Description

Kibo shook her head in annoyance. Jessy was always sleeping in, unlike the tyrunt who enjoyed waking with the sun. It would be hours until her trainer awoke for the day. Deciding it was simply too boring waiting around, Kibo wandered outside. She liked this hour of the day; there weren’t that many other trainers and pokemon she had to worry about. They all bothered her anyway. Sighing contentedly she loped on, not bothering to stay on any of the marked paths. Most often she preferred her own trails, anyway. As she noticed the forest edge, Kibo noticed something that had not been there previously.

It was a pair of flowered gates, open and inviting. Shrugging to herself, and thinking it didn’t seem dangerous, the tyrunt decided to go in and explore. The instant she had both paws across the threshold, it was as if she had been transported to another world. Fragrant flowers dotted the grassy ground, and the fresh smells of warm earth and honeysuckle danced with the wind. Kibo inhaled deeply, oddly calmed and at peace. Enormous trees cloaked in the changing garb of fall stood among stalwart pines. As she drank everything in, a small bundle in the middle of the clearing caught her eye. It was so small she almost missed it.

Curiously she shuffled toward it. It bounced around in the flowers, disappearing momentarily among the petals before popping up once more. Mystified, Kibo plopped down and watched the small pokemon. It frolicked among the flowers, not seeming to notice the reptilian intruder. As Kibo began to see more and more of the small pokemon, she began to grow increasingly intrigued. It was white and green, and carried an air of significance to it that was belied by its diminutive size. The tyrunt scrunched her eyebrows, puzzling over the enigma. And then it was as if a puzzle had finally come together in her mind. Mystical gates appearing, seemingly out of nowhere. A fragrant, flowered field with beautiful plants and color. And most importantly, a tiny green-and-white pokemon playing about.

Kibo’s eyes widened as the pokemon hopped in her arms, its small cry confirming her guess. “Shaymin!”

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*wipes brow* Phew. I took an entirely different approach to this picture, trying something new. I really want to learn how to pain digitally, so this is somewhat my attempt at that... kind of lol. Who knew Tyrunts were so hard to draw in that position? haha

The event: pts-archive.deviantart.com/art…
The group: pokemontownship.deviantart.com…