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Tiernan glanced over when Rae’shalare barked, eye falling on a young man, a lizard nearly invisible underneath robes (save for the bright white-blue of his feet), a bird boldly on his shoulder. And that hair- A bright, fiery red that instantly took him back to memories of forests and fields, of running around with others in the corps-

Of a keen-eyed, sharp-tongued woman who got along far too well with the Ranger in charge.

The vuplix nudged his arm, and Tiernan moved to pet her head. “It’s alright, Rae. He’s a friend.” He soothed, getting down from his spot as Alistair approached. “It’s still evening, I think- Well met. I’m Tiernan, and this is Rae’shalare.” He introduced, smiling gently.

The vulpix only stared, at Alistair, at the pidove, at the scuffling cloth hiding Falas.

Tiernan sat atop a ruined retaining wall, looking over the dark sky and desert. It was late- late enough to drag into early- and he was here, in the game. Looking over a sky that didn't exist, feeling the push of a breeze that wasn't real. It was reckless- He had work in the morning, and a day packed full of meetings- He was going to hate himself for this, when coffee refused to cut it.

Rae'shalare sat at his side, watching the stars, ears pricking at the scuff of sand, the groaning of distant buildings. Tiernan sighed, softly, resting a hand on the vulpix's back. He liked watching the stars- it was something he did often, at home- memories of laying in grassy fields, watching the sky as it shifted from twilight to night.

Tiernan closed his eyes- for an instant, being transported back to youthful, more peaceful days. Rae watched him, a moment- only straightening and giving a soft bark at the approach of footsteps, tails swishing gently.

Flames licked the rufflet, the bird screeching and buffetting its wings. Fal'inrush shook himself, beeping furiously. Failure here was not an option- he would not lose in front of his trainer, and he would not lose to another bird.

With a hiss, he launched himself at the rufflet again. Tiernan simply watched, frowning. Was Fal'inrush pushing himself too hard? Was he pushing Fal'inrush too hard? Perhaps going smewhere more peaceful after this would be in order...

The attack finally hit- leaves striking the smaller pokemon squarely, the rufflet tumbling from the top of the spire. The pokemon twisted as it fell, wings catching the stormy air, slashing at Fal’inrush. The rowlet cried out, trying to get away.

“Now, Rae-” Tiernan urged, the vulpix breathing flames at the rufflet, now that it was close enough.

Tiernan looked around the cabin with wonder- the earthen tones, the smell of wood- and the curious array of pokemon everywhere. Some were doing simple workouts, others assisting with more complex things.

There was one pokemon that stood out, though, a spot of pink against the browns and blues- though Tiernan could only glance at them before someone ziplined into the room, a rush of kinetic energy.

“No, you’re quite alright,” He said, trying to dismiss any worries. An… alco-mergency up at the jacuzzi. That certainly sounded like… something. “I… was wondering if I could take in that pokemon?” He said, gesturing to the lonely little tinkatink, proffering up two pokeballs in exchange. Not that either… fit the vibe of the place much better.

tiernan offers impadimp and shuckle for tinkatink

Tiernan sat, at the edge of the Shrine. His pokemon sat beside him, tired. Rae's eyes were closed. He gently stroked Fal'inrush's feathers, letting the quiet of the Shrine wash over them. "I'll do better about protecting you in the future." He promised, voice soft. But how was he to do that? Was the fighting not their natural drive?

How was he to interfere with that? Should he?

He heard it, before he saw it- the flutter of feather and wing. Tiernan threw out an arm, his team pausing in their tracks as the rufflet descended, perching atop one of the great spines to regard them, expression impassive. "Beautiful," He murmured, looking up at the pokemon. A powerful addition to his team- one he couldn't reach.

"Mm." He glanced down at his pokemon- the little vulpix who had paused mid-step, one paw still hovering in the air. His rowlet, hunched against his shoulder. "Fal'inrush, use leafage- Rae'shalare, use ember before the leaves are sent out." Both pokemon seemed to understand, moving a bit towards the rufflet to prepare their attacks. Hopefully this would coax the creature down... in one manner or another.