[center][h3][color=black]Milton the Zorua[/color][/h3][/center]

Listening to the meeting patiently, Milton wiggled his tail in excitement to the story about outlaws. He wanted to get out there and bust that pokémon and bring them to justice. yet he knew this task was way above his head and he was quite frankly not brave enough to attempt something so foolish or dangerous.

When the meeting was set and done attention was turned to him and Zaru, and he was certain that many eyes turned to them and back. Some snickered, others shook their heads or rolled their eyes making Milton blush slightly as it felt rather embarrassing. Milton then sighed and headed up to Zaru's side before giving him a cheapish smile [color=black]"Ready for the public exocution?"[/color] he asked dramatically as usual.

He then looked towards the door and shut his eyes before inhaling, raising his head high he let out his breath and with determined steps walked towards the meeting spot. While he walked he made slow drum beats with his mouth [color=black]"Bam, bam, bam bam... Bam, bam, bam bam"[/color] almost like how it would be at an actual execution in the far pokémon past. Of course Milton had only heard stories of such things, and personally he found the stories quite scary.