[h2][color=darkturquoise]Devon the Totodile[/color][/h2][b][Valiant Village - Spirit's Guild][/b]

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The crying child did nothing to resist Celty's paw as it wiped at his face. New tears soon flowed out of his eyes that replaced the wiped ones however. Her comment made Devon go stiff for a moment, but thankfully she was kidding. Looking past the Mawile and out the door with a sort of lost frown, he sniffled. [color=darkturquoise]"Well, Spirit didn't really ask me to go to that meeting....Hopefully I can catch him after. I think I might just....Lay down for a bit longer. My head still feels like it's spinning from smashing my face into that tree yesterday."[/color]

Falling over onto his side into the hay bed, a sharp gasp followed by a groan of pain. [color=darkturquoise]"O-Ow. Not doing that again."[/color] Arching his back to curl up and grab his tail between his feet again, his teary gaze shifted back up to the Deceiver Pokémon. [color=darkturquoise]"You can go to it if you want. I'll be ok. Just have alot on my mind right now...."[/color]