[Newt was definitely going to be surprised by the sheer numbers but it was going to be a pleasant surprised. He had a very big soft spot for the pack as it was so seeing so many of them was going to be a delight!
The cottage, despite it being the middle of winter, is bustling with life when the group approaches. A number of flying type Pokemon are settled on the perches decorating the roof, chatting among themselves and fluffed up to stay warm. A small group of young Pokemon play in the front yard, so to speak, under the watchful eye of Queenie the Audino. The pond just behind the cottage seems to be hosting a party as the Lapras sisters play, a few other water Pokemon joining in the fun. None of them seem all that bothered by the approaching group and Queenie let's out a delighted welcome call when she realizes who it is--
And then there's Poly.
The Sylveon appears on the porch, slipping out of a pet door Newt had installed on the main door, fleshy-tendrils flicking about. She doesn't look all that impressed at the sight before her and stomps a paw with a huff. Any protest she might have is silenced by Roxy slipping out the door next, the Lycanroc standing over the haughty fairy-type as her tail wags excitedly.]
Mom! [She let's out an excited bark and darts off the porch to go greet them, her cheerful greeting alerting Newt who finally makes his way out of the cottage.]
Oh, Diana! Hello--my apologies, please you don't have to stand out there.
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The cottage, despite it being the middle of winter, is bustling with life when the group approaches. A number of flying type Pokemon are settled on the perches decorating the roof, chatting among themselves and fluffed up to stay warm. A small group of young Pokemon play in the front yard, so to speak, under the watchful eye of Queenie the Audino. The pond just behind the cottage seems to be hosting a party as the Lapras sisters play, a few other water Pokemon joining in the fun. None of them seem all that bothered by the approaching group and Queenie let's out a delighted welcome call when she realizes who it is--
And then there's Poly.
The Sylveon appears on the porch, slipping out of a pet door Newt had installed on the main door, fleshy-tendrils flicking about. She doesn't look all that impressed at the sight before her and stomps a paw with a huff. Any protest she might have is silenced by Roxy slipping out the door next, the Lycanroc standing over the haughty fairy-type as her tail wags excitedly.]
Mom! [She let's out an excited bark and darts off the porch to go greet them, her cheerful greeting alerting Newt who finally makes his way out of the cottage.]
Oh, Diana! Hello--my apologies, please you don't have to stand out there.