[The curses of not being a psychic-type that can 'talk' to humans in their heads.
Her ears droop, then prick up. He's probably right, but she's also too precious to be mad at for long, even if she is held to standard like the rest of the team.
She's like that, because her ears are picking up the sounds of a distant 'Shae! Where are you, girl? Shae!' and the closer it - Silver - gets, the more she's settling down next to her new best friends with a cute look on her face and plaintive mreeon.]
-Arceus' sake, this isn't Vatheon - SHAE! Here girl-!
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Her ears droop, then prick up. He's probably right, but she's also too precious to be mad at for long, even if she is held to standard like the rest of the team.
She's like that, because her ears are picking up the sounds of a distant 'Shae! Where are you, girl? Shae!' and the closer it - Silver - gets, the more she's settling down next to her new best friends with a cute look on her face and plaintive mreeon.]
-Arceus' sake, this isn't Vatheon - SHAE! Here girl-!