Roleplaying as Pokemon

[Lord Windos]

Beliaddon was continuing its heat for good food and fire (for you can never have enough of both!), when the little Chimical it left earlier bounds into the smoldering clearing, you where currently searching. *Skeeeee?*

Awfully good timing for the little one, for there was a Quetzoral to be had. Guess that ungrateful trainer was good for something after all, humpt! While it was not dead, per say, a quick gout of flame quickly rectified that problem. *skkeeeeee!* *Fwoosh*

The mouth watering smell of rosmary, sage, and roasted bird soon filled the clearing, stirring the appetite of any carnivore in the vicinity. Well, if they were not all panicking from the blaze, or too terrified by the demon to even be remotely hungry. *Sizzle* *Faint Screaming and Whimpering*

Not like you would have shared anyway- in fact, if anyone tried to poach your meal, they would be soon poached instead! *skkeee*

Beliaddon was about to invite Chimi over for dinner, when it heard its declaration! You were shocked, because, gasp, it called you master? And it appreciated the lovely forest fire you made this day? Oh Happy day! *Skeeeeeeee* (Translation: Oh my, oh my! You have made me so, so happy happy!! Come here~!)

You quickly swooping the Chimial into a demon hug (much better the a silly bear hug) with one arm, fawning over it. *skeeee~*
(Translation: Chimical very good, deserves hugs~!)

You decide the meal can wait, cause you have a new friend to play with! *skee!*