The Shadow gives up on mentioning that the others were also alphas, leading you off towards the right, and crunching up on top of the higher snow drifts to prevent encounters with other Pokemon. Every so often there is a large leaf poking out from the snow.
"They did not come this way. If they did, they would have collected this Sootfoot Root." He gestures to the intermittent plants. "And the Apricorns," he continues, gesturing up at a tree.
"Do you have no intentions of sharing with the clan, or are you playing at being aloof?"
Says the guy playing at being aloof. He holds out an arm to block Vicious from going further, his other arm pointing towards something down the slight slope. It's a Hisuian Sneasel, but a regular one.
"...It's in the alpha's territory, and it will be aggressive, but it is not the alpha."
"You'll know when I'm criticizing you. I'm letting you know what your options and potential plans are, because I know exactly how ignorant you are. But I will remain silent if you prefer."
Litten will dash forward past where the Shadow had suggested to stop, then, running up directly to the Sneasel! His bonus modifier will be smaller this time.
Take that, Shadow Ingo! Take that, Sneasel! Sneasel succumbs to Litten's flames almost as easily if he were the non-Hisuian typing, staring in awe. But he is still conscious enough to be caught/recruited.
Sneasel hesitates, but finally nods. He's curious about what kind of Pokemon Litten is, too. Like Snorunt, Sneasel is currently weak from your battle, but he has joined your team!
Litten, proud of himself, bumps up against your leg to rub happily.
A little ways down the slope, you can see the alpha—a larger Sneasel, with eyes that glow red.
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[Literally. He literally does not know. But he still makes it sound cocky.]
Whaddaya think, Litten?
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Vicious follows, surveying the landscape as he goes.]
Do ya think the people you're lookin' for went this way? Or are ya just indulgin' me?
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Those some kinda food...?
[Vicious shifts Litten back to his shoulder so he has a free hand to bend down and tug at one of the leaves.]
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"Yes, though they have other uses in addition to that."
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[Vicious pockets the tuber.]
Well, good t' have some emergency rations in case I get hungry.
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Says the guy playing at being aloof. He holds out an arm to block Vicious from going further, his other arm pointing towards something down the slight slope. It's a Hisuian Sneasel, but a regular one.
"...It's in the alpha's territory, and it will be aggressive, but it is not the alpha."
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[Vicious is not playing, this is a sincere question. He has precisely zero instincts for cooperative society.
He peers at the Sneasel]
So we've gotta fight it as a warmup round, right?
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Ya keep criticizin' my plans, but that's assumin' I have plans. I'm just goin' with stuff as it comes up. Not that I got a lotta other options.
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[Even though Vicious is missing something. Or many things.
Vicious turns his head.]
...Whaddaya think, Litten? You'd be the one doin' the fightin'. Wanna have some fun here, or save our strength for the big one?
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Litten, after some contemplation, hops down with a battle cry. For whatever reason, he's ready to fight right now!
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[Vicious is more interested in Litten's response than thinking about all the things he's missing.]
Heh, that's the spirit! I bet you can take 'im down easy!
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You ready for this, Sneasel??
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Litten will rely on his fire for this. Roll 2d6+1 in order to find the result of the fight!
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Ha!
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Litten was so impressive, he has gained a level!
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Yeah! Nice one, Litten! I knew ya could do it! You showed him! Hmm...
[Then he circles around closer to the defeated Sneasel, crouching down.]
I like yer spirit, though. Ya wanna come along too? I bet things'll start gettin' real interestin'.
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Litten, proud of himself, bumps up against your leg to rub happily.
A little ways down the slope, you can see the alpha—a larger Sneasel, with eyes that glow red.
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He reaches down to pet Litten, at least, and gives Sneasel a quick pat too before straightening to look down the hill.]
Ooh, there's the big one!
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