PMDU Personal Story- Tatu pt.1

Tatu and his pop when he was first born! I tried really hard to get his father's aged look in while still letting all the older ladies know that he was a silver Delphox, ifyouknowwhatimean. ;-*

So I suppose a bit of backstory if welcome.


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The Savage Lands are a hard place to live. Xenia knew that, and had expected such when he made the choice to forego "civil" society and stay in this relentlessly unforgiving area. He never felt the fear or despondency of living so close to the fog, had seen the lost souls that went in to search for something that they never found.  The cries of terror from those who were lucky enough to make it out alive, only to be attacked in their confused and weakened state by packs and prides of savage Pokemon, not unlike his own that he watched over. No, he never was afraid, it was in his nature to be fearless.

yet, when his only mate of fourty years left him with a solitary egg months before, he had never been so scared. Alone, desperate, and left without an answer as to why the old Luxio female had wandered into the fog alone, Xenia realized the true nature of his living situation. Deep down he really did know why she left. Soon he would head into the fog as well, never to return and leaving his loved ones with the same feelings of emptiness.

But not now. His third child was to be born soon, and Xenia planned on raising it until it was ready to take over command of the pride. Unlike the two, good-for-nothing sons he already had, this child would bring honor to his pride, Xenia would be sure of that.

so he awaited for the egg before him to hatch with great anticipation. The sounds from behind the eggshell had increased in volume and frequency over the past few hours, and a crack had formed along the outside of the shell. For the past few minutes, though, all was silent and still. Xenia feared the worst, but kept vigilant. He was soon rewarded with a resounding snap as the egg shook violently and a pale piece of the protective shell flopped to the ground. More crumbled to the ground as a tiny blue head popped hastily out into the open.

"Welcome Tatu." Xenia told his third son with a chuckle as the little cub broke away from his shell and touched the dry earth underfoot. 

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AAAANNNNND!!!!!! Insert writers block. That's all you get for now!