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Chuckling softly at the woman's obvious confusion to her talk of 'young ones', Eve glanced up to the tree and called softly, "Orion, could you come down here please?"

The Teddiursa in question looked up from his position in the tree to regard the hybrid before climbing down and curling himself into a little ball of fur in her lap.

"Most Ninetales generally live for several thousand years." Eve said with a nod, gently running her fingers through the young cub's fur, "And while I can't speak for the one residing here, as I've not known long enough to determine her age, I can say that I am not quite that old. In fact, I am only 16.

Eve stared at the girl for a moment, slightly confused by the question she'd just been asked. Apparently this girl didn't know as much about hybrids as she'd thought. Shrugging, the girl simply returned to petting Orion while keeping a close watch on the two pokemon that had just been released, "About seven months."

"Can't say for certain, really," Eve said with a small shrug, "I've spoken like this since the day I evolved. Perhaps it's due to the wisdom I gained from said evolution. Or, perhaps, it's a result of my parents' teachings finally sinking in. They were very traditional folk, as are many others where I'm from."

"I do, however have a small question of you. Why is it you speak of the Ninetales in such a way?"

The only edge that Tails had on Tristen was experience. Tristen had only been winning rounds like he has, more than likely, was on unbridaled luck bound to run out. Only going on what seems like a good idea in a time of panic. Flash attacks and electrical attacks that only shrroud his body was only going to get so far. A limited move pool, let alone limited experience, Tails had him. Worse part, Tristen knew this. He almost wanted to say Tails was just trying to size him up before a very hard fall.

What made Tristen cringe a little was the fact that Tails was expecting to make the first move. "Uh.....okay." He said, trudging through the mud as fast as he can, trying to get at Tails.

Heine couldn't help the bark of laughter that erupted from her, causing her Pokemon to give her an odd look though she ignored it.

"Hot temper ... that's great. Ah that was really hilarious." Once she calmed down some, the blond woman looked up at the Pokemon that were sniffing each other, seeming to be curious.

"Doom won't do jack, if that's what you're worried about. Really, he's a puppy." Eventually she'd probably change that.

The two women outside might find themselves suddenly accosted by the appearance of an Egg outside. It looked somewhat like a torch, though it appeared small for a Pokemon Egg. It was brown at it's base, with a layered looking white ring in the middle and red spikes forming over a black top to meet at the very tip of the Egg's top. It looked quite out of place. Moreso, it seemed to almost have a sense of pride and rebellion about it.

"Avoid her. That's probably the best thing for this situation. Otherwise, you may suffer much worse than than a few mild burns." Eve spoke softly, her attention soon wavering to the appearance of the odd-looking egg.

Meanwhile, Orion continued sniffing very cautiously at the Houndour. Slowly becoming more daring by the second, he stuck out the paw not currently stuffed in his mouth and gave the canine a soft poke in the side.

The strange egg attempted to evade the Poochyena by falling over onto it's side. It wasn't very effective, however. It simply laid there as the canine came to retrieve it, though it's shell seemed to have an angry luster as the Pokemon returned to it's master with it.