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... to welcome change.
It's been far longer living in exile than the days Leon spent among the guild.
Far longer living life as a pack of outlaw's attack dog that they could needle toward their marks,
Provoking & pestering him leading up to their plans to pillage or raid or just to sew havoc.
Digging himself a deeper & deeper hole he knew would one day be his grave.
It was stupefying, witnessing this leafeon vagrant dash about from place to place when he first laid eyes on him.
Even more puzzling was why someone who did not join the guild or any other groups would work so hard
Providing food & water for whoever he could.
"Because he can" he said, "because he wants to."
Though he alone couldn't tame the wilds. Even Leon had to hunt & take with force now & again.
Every time he buried the bones, he found he was burying a bit more of himself into this desolate life
Becoming every bit the monster that he ran & hid away from the world to prevent.
It isn't clear why he bared his heart to his annoying tumbleweed.
Maybe it was because he had nothing else to lose as he was digging out another hole
Convincing himself that this one was meant for him.
Another "grateful moment" for the provisions the leafeon brought to him on his lonesome.
Always in the nick of time.
He couldn't stop himself from gorging, from licking his chops of the remnant flavors even in his own spittle.
Instincts forcing him to live another day.
An outburst & rage flared, none of it was the leafeon's fault & he just stood there,
Without even flinching.
Knowing full well every moment he took from this mon was another moment he could have been helping someone else survive.
Somewhere in his barking, he can barely remember where, he divulged enough of his motivations
To make clear a picture of a world to which he does not belong.
Convincing himself far more than Seliph, who knew that this wasn't about him.
The rage & shame spiraling hotter & hotter, burning what little energy was provided, unconditionally.
The lycanroc bade leave to the leafeon, telling him "go make this world everymon wants to live in."
Every intention to spare him & the world any more of his menace.
Seliph's words pierced through him deeper than any claws could dig through the crags.
All of that fear punctured & welling up like a life-saving aquifer as the wet poured from his eyes.
He's spent so much energy acting like this was okay, that this was fine.
It would only take honest words to start to become every bit the kind, caring mon
That Seliph, he was coming into awareness, is.
Living, breathing proof of his own ideals
The kind that Leon had been punishing himself for much of his lifetime not measuring up to.
There had been so many other expressions that he did not balk from in this ordinary midday heat
Would he forgive one more- if it came directly from the heart?
He weighed it on his tongue, heavier than anything he ever knew.
A name almost reaching his lips.
He let his howl travel on the wind as he lost his battle against himself,
Free, at last.
To follow in the steps of the one who soars proudly beneath the sun.
Did this to tune up some of my brushes & help them to take on their own identities, since I had three different picks for "fine points" that never quite accomplished exactly what I wanted them to.
Even if our stories don't go the way we wished they would, or are too heavy to carry on
We can always start something new.
I hope one day we'll cross paths again
& I never would have found the courage to get up & seek movement to try
If it weren't for you, in the first place.8 hour speed paint
Category Artwork (Digital) / Pokemon
Species Pokemon
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File Size 3.87 MB
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