[center][color=navajowhite][h3]Akira[/h3][/color][/center]

[color=navajowhite][i]Excluding Luke, that's one of the best things anyone's ever called me,[/i][/color] Akira thought, referring to the pink Buneary's overly florid addressing of the Ninetales.

However, the Alpha's mate became very confused for a multitude of reasons. Summed up nicely, Honey Buns had ran towards her, yelled said overly florid addressing, placed a basket on the ground in front of Akira as if it was an offering, fallen asleep, and then floated away. After blinking two or three times, Akira concluded that it must have been Aster's doing...but why? She completely ignored the commotion of young Pokemon running into the forest under her, and the smoke coming from the forest itself, in favor of inspecting this basket that was apparently for her. There were some nice treats in it, but before Akira could begin eating them (obviously) the Buneary apparoached to her...again?

[color=navajowhite]"Alright. What...?"[/color] The Ninetales was clearly confused. Finally noticing everything going on in the distance outside of her me-bubble, Akira closed her eyes and sighed, before opening them and looking at the Buneary approaching. [color=navajowhite]"Care to explain to me what's going on before I start contributing to the flames? It looks fun, at any rate,"[/color] Akira said to the shiny Pokemon. [color=navajowhite]"And what's this basket? Is it for me?"[/color]