03-28-2015, 07:17 AM
A voice near him caused Lark to jump a bit, hands gripping the hem of his dress rather nervously as he turned to face Hiro. Lark chewed his bottom lip a bit delicately, glancing over his shoulder at the commotion. "...A battle..." The words came out nervously, softly in that delicate voice that was more feminine than masculine. It was a voice that certainly suited the cross dressing boy. He reached down quickly, placing a protective hand on his Ninetails' head, just between the ears. Though he wasn't sure what to do now.
Lark shifted on his feet a bit, and Firefly remained silent, just watching the other male rather carefully. She was just as protective of her trainer as he was over her, still the Ninetails didn't think this other would be a threat to her trainer. As in, she didn't think he would do anything mean. Though Firefly knew not to jump to conclusions too quickly. Lark kept his hand on Firefly's head, it helped to keep him calm.
"Do you think....Do you think we should help?" He seemed so uncertain, and which one would need the help? Or would they be interfering in an important battle between trainers? He glanced over his shoulder, not certain but he thought he heard one of them telling the others to hand over their pokemon. That couldn't be right. Who would do such a thing?
Lark couldn't imagine ever giving up his Ninetails or life without her. Firefly was his best friend, his most prized friend.
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