[@BytheSpleen] [@Light Lord] [@Ninian] (ah. Its very hard to see the difference between italics and regular words for me for some reason. my bad, i will try not to make that mistake again. i went back and edited Sirina's response.) [center][h1][color=ec008c]Sirina[/color][/h1][/center] Spud just bobbed his head [color=0072bc][/color] Tamaki slumped slightly. [color=00aeef][/color] he whined. [color=00aeef][/color] Spud reached out his hand and pat Tamaki on the head. [color=0072bc][/color] [color=00aeef][/color] he piped. Spud gave a dopey laugh, nodding his head slowly. [color=0072bc][/color] Tamaki flinched. [color=00aeef][/color] He cried dramatically. [color=00aeef][/color] he slumped dramatically onto the ground. Spud laughed again, but was distracted at the sound of the newcomer. [color=0072bc][/color] he asked, turning back to Cyan. Nana was only half listening to Cyan at first, her eyes and body focused on the newcomer. Her ears flicked and she turned her head for just a moment. [color=ed1c24][/color] she commented. Then she recoiled slightly as she watched the new girl rubbing behind Shinon's ears and the pokemon just melting into her hands. Sirina's hands could be gentle and kind, and felt good, but she had never had this much of an overreaction. Even when Sirina managed to reach her itchiest spots. Nana took a mental note of this fact with a flick of her tail. Nana focused her eyes on the new girl again, practically glaring daggers into her, letting out a low growl as she stepped one step too close to Sirina for her liking. Sirina adjusted her wheelchair, twirling around to face the newcomer who Nana had been staring at intensely for a couple of minutes. To her surprise, the person Shinon had retrieved was an orange haired girl. The way Shinon was leaning into her hands, you would have thought that she had fingers made of gold. A sweet and gentle smile danced across Sirina's face. [color=ec008c]"Hi. I'm Sirina. Sorry about Nana.. the Arcanine, she's really protective. I told Pent and Devon this earlier, but she will warm up to you in time."[/color] She felt a strange jolt in the pit of her stomach as she watched the exchange between Pent and the girl. How the girl tore the amulet coin from him rudely without even saying thank you. This was remarkably harsh for a girl who was clearly younger than herself. What exactly had happened to her to make her this way? [color=ec008c]"Nana. Relax."[/color] The order came and Nana sat on her haunches, still watching the newcomer suspiciously. And before she knew it, Aenir was before her. The creature hovered beside her a broad smile stretching across her tiny face. Its body was glistening white like snow, shimmering like diamonds as the sun glinted off the surface. A deep red band tied around its waist with the most delicate, tiny fingers stretching from graceful arms. She smiled as she aimed her gaze at Aenir. [color=ec008c]"Would.. would you mind if i touched you? I.. i've never met a ghost type so friendly before. And i am not sure if i ever will. I have always wondered what a ghost would feel like."[/color] Arcanine's ears flicked as Cyan spoke about Pent. She tore her eyes from the newcomer girl, and back to Cyan. [color=ed1c24][/color] she gazed in his direction, tail flicking now. [color=ed1c24][/color] She sighed. [color=ed1c24][/color] a teasing glint appeared in her eyes, a spark of character beneath her rough outer exterior.