at the flames.. a tune he remembered hearing from the church of Arceus back home, one about god always watching you- it'd had always felt creepy. He didn't believe in Arceus, but the song had stuck with him.]
[In this atmosphere.. it'd just popped into his head.]
@roaring_raider
[The skitty sits in the guild's camp, taking what heat and comfort he can from the campfire crackling in its center. It wasn't night yet- but the gloomy fog and close tree cover made it as dark as if it were, so the orange glow was bright.] [Avery softly sung as he poked+
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