Feral Heart

II ...Derp. I'mmapostnao. II

Once a minute or two had came and gone, she decided to try and speak to at least one of them - perhaps they could tell her where she was or what exactly was going on. The plantation around her emitted a slight rustle as she made her way towards the two, briefly glaring towards the bushes surrounding her. The fact that they were taller than she herself was slightly disturbing - if these bushes were larger than her, then gosh knows how large the duo would be compared to she herself. With a grunt, she stumbled and skidded to a hault at the sudden appearance of another individual. It seemed to be a bipedal creature, with a long-furred white and crimson pelt, as well as a pair of large duel claws - two on each forepaw.

What was it?, she didn't know, but she didn't really care much as long as it wasn't a threat. Yet...she seemed to have a bit of difficulty when trying to shift her gaze away from it, though she managed to do so at some point. Lowering her frame slightly, she crawled her way through the underbrush, rising as she padded onto the sandy terrain and investigated her surroundings. This area seemed to be a beach of some sort, and a peaceful one at that. The creatures she had seen were obviously not human - more specifically, they were Pokemon. Well, atleast she thought they were. Their exact species were unfamiliar to her.

Great. Just great. She was stuck in some unknown location, with not a single person in sight, (presumably) Wild Pokemon wandering around and no Pokemon of her own or weapons of some form to defend herself with. Could things get any worse?

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II *Cough* Lawlforeshadowing. *Cough* /Shot./ II

II @Soaring: ...Gurl. D'at spaz. BI /Shotdead./ Marf. I'm assuming that I'm the only one who has somewhat of a threatening mental image of Vassily. .3. II
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"...." Fern remained silent, listening to the steady beating of her heart as it pounded and echoed in her eardrums. At the minute, she could barely see anything - just a blurred mass, which consisted of various shades of grim colours.  She didn't know where she was, nor did she know what exactly to do. For now, she was just glad that she was alive. Her soaked frame shivered as a faint breeze passed by, her vision proceeding to snap into focus.

Her pupils widened as she glanced around - she appeared to be in a woodland area of sorts, laying on her side in a small clearing surrounded by apple trees. Though, what was odd was the trees themselves - they seemed taller and larger than most she had seen, looming over her as if they were watching her every move with piercing eyes. With caution, she gained her footing, continuing to shiver due to the cold. It made no difference. Either the trees had grown, or...she had shrunk...?

"...Pfft. L-likely story.." She stammered to herself, smirking and raising a brow at the thought. It was impossible to shrink, even she knew that. The girl took several steps towards a Oran berry bush, almost stumbling over. Upon further investigation, she noticed a shoreline beyond the border of the clearing (and the small area of woodland that surrounded it) and....well, she didn't know what exactly they were from afar, though they seemed to be a pair of figures - one appearing to be floating in mid-air, while the other remained limp on a patch of crab-grass. She stared blankly towards the duo, tilting her head to the left as she switched her gaze between the two ever so often. She was unsure if it was safe to approach, so she became as still and silent as possible, not wanting to attract attention.
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ll Durr hurr. Yay for applications. .D. -Le Clickity-click-click.- ll
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Name- Fern
Gender- Female
Age- Twelve
Level- Ten
Species- Bulbasaur
Once Human?- Yeppers. Though she is too afraid/timid to tell this fact to most Pokemon.

Appearance- She is a regular Bulbasaur, with a brown tint to her pelt(?), as well as a tuft formed by leaves, which often covers her left eye. Her eyes themselves are a bright shade of aqua blue. As a human, she is a short girl, with long, ruffled caramel-brown hair, who often walks barefoot ( if she isn't wearing her boots or sneakers ) and tends to wear a long-sleeved lime shirt, as well as a pair of combat shorts and a bandana ( mentioned below ).

Anything Extra In The Appearance?- She wears a peach bandana at times, which is covered in vibrant floral patterns - a close friend gave it to her long ago, and it is the only thing that she had as a human that she currently still has.

Rank- Explorer Bronze Rank

History- Fern was once a cheerful human girl, who had quite a good life - she had many friends, a loving family, and pretty much the best life that anyone could ask for. Though, her happiness didn't last forever. A month or two prior to winter, her mother caught a deadly illness and passed away, which made Fern sink into a deep state of depression. One day, while visiting the grave of her guardian, she decided to have a stroll in the nearby woodland area, to clear her mind. She got too close to a river, which was split through the woods, and slipped into the watery depths, blacking out as she was swept away by the current. The next thing she knew, she awoke in the wilderness as a shivering Bulbasaur, soaked in salt water.

Personality- Fern is usually quite cautious and rarely speaks to others, and she often snaps at those she deems threatening - however, if you gain her trust, you'll have a loyal companion for life. She is a kind, gentle grass-type (Once you get to know her, that is), who often likes to 'sit and smell the roses' as one would say. She has a soft spot for young Pokemon and has a tendency to be a bit too curious at times, often caught eavesdropping on conversations from afar.

Extra- She has a small 'garden' of sorts in her home, where she grows various berries and such, which she sells/trades for a small profit. Theme: Paradise - Coldplay.
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ll Le Taco Burito Man. Marf. That was probably the most random statement that I've ever typed. And that is saying a lot. .3. -Le Noodle-arm Flail.- ll