Croconaw wasn’t much better at keeping himself from bouncing off the walls. When their leader effortlessly took off his raincoat and approached the freezing Fifi. [color=6ecff6]“Shepard! Shepard! What are we going to do?!”[/color] The gator blurted out in growing concern. [color=6ecff6]“Should I-should we start a fire? Or-or…”[/color] Croconaw asked, as he nervously pointed to himself, and then toward the nearest dry hay pile.

[color=0072bc][b]High heat will only shock her body, and cause more damage.[/b][/color] Lucario corrected the nervous child, while he proceeded to scoop her off the ground. Soon cradling the cold eevee, like a small child in his sturdy arms. [color=0072bc][b]Trust me, princess. We’re both friendly. And you’ll be safer with us.[/b][/color] Lucario assured her in a soothing tone. Using an even quieter voice, to make it less abrasive to the Eevee, since she wasn’t used to his telepathy yet.

As Lucario attentively wrapped her up within a soft and protective inner-layer of his clothing. Surely, feeling good enough to be cocooned inside, that Fifi wouldn’t care about how embarrassing it might’ve been. With Lucario looking down to see Croconaw’s downcast expression, as the child wore his guilt for not being able to help this stranger in need. A sign of the hatchling’s big heart, that made Lucario smile. [color=0072bc][b]You did the right thing with that wool blanket.[/b][/color] He said, getting the upset Croconaw to look back up at him. 

[color=0072bc][b]And she’d still be in here alone, if it wasn’t for you.[/b][/color] Lucario reminded him, before he turned around to face the windblown barn doors. [color=0072bc][b]Close your eyes and relax, young princess.[/b][/color] Lucario reassured Fifi, before dashing back through the thunderstorm and toward the house with ‘Extreme Speed’. As he would reach their front door in a matter of seconds. Trusting that Croconaw was mature enough to return on his own. Since he had already casted ‘Protect’ on the young hatchling with his previous wave. 

Just to be safe, of course. 

It [b]was[/b] his job, after all…
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Leaving the Croconaw to blink and start to grin proudly. Proceeding to waddle dance around as he celebrated after. [color=6ecff6]"Yay! I helped!"[/color] Croconaw exclaimed. [color=6ecff6]"Mummy, is going to be so proud of me for remembering. Hehe."[/color] The gator noted giddily, as he confidently pranced up to the bright waterproof lantern. Feeling the frigid air blowing inside the interior, as he easily lifted the light up within both of his claws. Taking a moment to stop and stare out into the darkness ahead, before he put on another tough face. [color=6ecff6]"Hmph! I'm not afraid of some dumb storm."[/color] Croconaw declared, as he boldly stomped forward several times. Up until a streak of lightning had suddenly struck the field in front of his very eyes—promptly sending the fallen gator backward onto his rear.

[color=6ecff6][i]M-maybe, I'll just sit here...[/i][/color]