video; somewhere outside Celadon

[shiro2hero]

[Some snickering comes from the video before it's fully turned on - and little nub hands of a Gallade picking up the 'gear. Blue's face appears, and he makes a "shhh" motion. He's in the woods, somewhere, near what looks like a little clearing. Slowly, he turns the camera around to face the clearing, and...]

[There's his trainer. There's Shiro. And a Mudsdale.]

[The camera work is a bit shaky, but Blue is dedicated! And intently focused on documenting each and every time Shiro attempts to climb on the big mud horse. It doesn't go very well. He is trying his best, clambering up, hauling himself into place by upper body strength, all kinds of things. And each time, the Mudsdale takes a step forward. Jarring him out of position.]

[Honestly it doesn't seem purposeful. There's just so much tasty grass here! It's not the Mudsdale's fault Shiro can't climb on in a timely manner!]

This was easier when you were smaller!

[Says Shiro, finally, in frustration, from where he's now seated on his butt in the grass. Mudsdale swings its big head around, looking concerned as a horse possibly can. Oh, hello Trainer. What are you doing down there?]

[To his credit, Shiro just... sighs. Pats the horse, and brushes himself off. At least until Blue bursts out laughing. Then, both trainer and Mudsdale swing around to stare, accusingly, at the Gallade filming them. Mudsdale rears up...]

[oh shi--]

[/end feed.]

Video 01

[runicfeathers]

[There's audible frustration as you hear swearing and the pokegear clatter to the ground. (Bear with her, this is still new for her as her world used magic devices as their communication tech.) Once it's picked up and she dusts it off, she lets out a huff of embarrassment before turning the camera feature towards the Fletchling on her shoulder, and then to her own face, pointed ears poking out of her hair.]

As you must now already all be aware, I've little knowledge of this place! A curse it must be to be found in this place without your powers, and then find you've become a mortal like all the natives, how insulting!

[A brief pause before shaking her head, stopping herself before she starts cursing the ancients of Tharcia and going on a tirade about how Rivaersa unfairly cursed her, stripping her of her Phoenix powers.]

But no matter, 'tis unimportant. What draws my attention is that all here seem to be gifted in Beastmastery... how curious, that's a rare gift in my home, a gift by bloodline and tribe in fact. Are all in this place of the same ancestors or family lines? Or do these creatures have a friendlier disposition than most beasts? This one on my shoulder here, whom I've decided to name 'Nova', calls herself a "Fletchling" and says she's going to be my companion as I "train" her to become stronger. Is this what those beasts here are all called, Fletchling?

AND WHAT IS WITH THIS AWFUL NOISE PLAYING NON-STOP?