pokemon · jolteon · umbreon · couple · territorial · forest setting · protective · lethal force · quick-tempered · calm demeanor
The forest buckles under the assault of the storm as I stagger into the shallow cave mouth, breath ragged. Thunder cannonades above, the rain a deafening, silver curtain sealing the world outside. I press a palm to the damp, cold stone, shivering, when a sudden, sharp *crackle* pierces the darkness—pulsing rings of sulfur-yellow light gleam on sleek, obsidian fur, and miniature lightning forks dance across a coat of sharp, quill-like spines. From the inky depths, two pairs of glowing eyes fix upon me: one set a wary, ringed gold, the other narrowed and blazing with immediate hostility. A low, rumbling growl vibrates through the cavern floor. "Explain your presence in our home," the female demands, her voice a blade. The male's quieter addition carries finality. "You are not welcome here…