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Mountain Storm	By : ShadowCat13 Category: Pokemon > General Views: 7684 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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"Normal speech" Like to humans talking

"Pokemon talking" Like Amo talking to Owen

'Thoughts' Should be obvious what that means.. like when Owen's thinking to himself.

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Chapter 8

As he had many times over the past few months, Owen woke up next to the warm feathery body of Amo. He had gotten so use to it that it seemed natural now. Pushing himself up the green haired and eyed man gazed down at the Blaziken. She looked peaceful while she was asleep and he’d have been happy to do nothing but sit there and look at her for a while. Especially as he wasn’t sure how much longer this would last.

His leg was feeling healed to him now. It didn’t hurt him anymore, and it had to have been over a week sense the last time he felt even the slightest ache from it. All that was left was the old matriarch to decide his leg was healed to her satisfaction. And once she did, Owen had no reason to not leave.

Sighing Owen ran a hand through his hair. He wanted to go back, he knew he needed too, but as time had gone on he’d only grown more attached to Amo. Well the whole flock really. A part of him didn’t want to leave.

He’d miss being able to help watch the Torchic, especially the little hyper male chick. It had taken him a while to come up with, but he’d ended up give him a nickname as well. Quark. Because he was an overly hype little featherball.

More than missing Quark though, Owen knew he’d miss the time spent with Amo. Most of the time he stayed here at the caves, but sometimes (like when they were getting ready for the bonfire gathering) she took him with her while she was other hunting and gathering. During those times she tried to teach him stuff, like where the best berries where or how to deal with Tailow that thought you’d gotten too close to a nest.

He still winced at that memory. The whole flock had flown at him and beat at his head with their wings as they chased him off. Amo had come to his rescue, but only after the worst was over. He was sure she’d found it as funny as when he’d slipped and fallen in the stream.

“Some help you are.” He whispered at the sleeping bird. His tone was affectionate though. He was sure if he was in real trouble she’d jump to his aid, just as she’d done with the Mightyena.

Next to him Amo shifted where she lay and after few moments her eyes creaked open. Tilting her head she looked up at him and clucked a, ”Good morning, Awen. ” She still couldn’t pronounce the O in his name, but Owen had long since stopped caring. He enjoyed hearing her say it as she did.

“Good morning.” He returned with a smile.

Amo stretched and started to get up so Owen got up as well. He followed her out of the cave and down to the main clearing. While she went to look at the left over berry and other food left over from yesterday for breakfast, Owen picked up a couple of the large hollow nut shells and filled them with water from the stream running though the clearing. It was fresh and clean water. He’d been a bit wary of drinking it once he realized that’s where the water came from, but as he’d yet to have serious stomach problems so had stopped worrying.

He went over to the spot he and Amo had started to eat breakfast at most morning and set the filled shells down. Amo joined him a few moments later with a large leaf covered in berries and roots. She tossed him a peacha, and he smiled as he caught it. “Just what I wanted.” Maybe he should have been worried she knew him well enough to predict what he’d want, but he couldn’t bring himself too.

A high pitched chirp of “Chick” was Owens only warming before Quark had cannonballed into his lap. “One of these days you’re going to knock me silly.” He scolded, but this grin at seeing the chick kind of ruined it.

Quark chirped something fast back at him, Owen thought it was an apology, but he had a little harder time understanding the Torchic then he did the Blaziken, and the speed at which Quark normally spoke didn’t help any. Still if he’d said sorry, the chick didn’t look it. He looked smug as he settled down on Owens lap and started munching on an Oren berry.

The chicks parents came over a few moments later and scolded there chick as well. Quark did look more chastened from that and warbled a ‘sorry’. Nether looked totally satisfied, but let it be. Instead of heading off they sat down to join them to eat there breakfast.

As they ate the darker colored Blaziken (who he’d learned a couple weeks ago was Amo’s sister) talked about with Amo about her plans to go hunting later. She wanted to know if Amo wanted to go with. After thinking about it for a while Amo agreed and then to his surprised her sister started to talk to him. It wasn’t the first time she’d talked to him by any means, but the first time so casually.

”How is your leg doing?” She squawked, and looked down at it.

“It’s good. It feels healed to me.” He told her once after he’d recovered from his surprise.

If she noticed the Blaziken made no mention of it. Instead she said, ”You do seem fine on your feet.” She agreed, ”But ‘our wise one’-“, that’s what he translated the birds word for their Matriarch to mean, ”-will be the one to decide if you are healed. I believe she might come around later to look at it.”

Owen tired to seem happy at that news, but must not have looked at pleased as he would have liked.

”You do not seem happy? Why?” Amo questioned after sharing a look with her sister. She and her husband got up and left them to talk. They took Quark with them. He protested, saying he didn’t want to go, but settled down when he was told he could go back to Owen later.

“It’s… I will be happy to have the wise one come look at my leg. I just… Wonder about after.” He admitted quietly. This wasn’t how he’d wanted to bring up his leaving, but there wasn’t much he could do about it.

”You’re worried you’ll be told to leave once your leg is fine?” She asked and shook her head as if she thought he was foolish or silly. ”You can stay with me as long as you want. I don’t mind.”

Owen could help but smile and blush a little at hearing that. “I… Thank you. Knowing that you’ll let me stay means a lot. But..That’s not what I meant though. I need to go home… I have friends that have to be worried about me.” Or think he was dead… but he kept that to himself.

Understanding dawned in her eyes and Amo looked down at the remainder of their breakfast. He waited to see if she was going to say anything, but after the silents just grew Owen decided to break it. “Would you come with me when I go?” He nervously asked. He was scared of the answer, but need to know.

Amo looked at him. She gazed at him a long time, and as he waited for her to say or do something his stomach twisted around. Finally she quietly squawked out an answer. “I don’t know. Give me time to think about it.”

It wasn’t what Owen wished to hear, but it wasn’t a definite no either. So Owen nodded and watched as Amo got up and left.

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Owen wasn’t left alone for too long, maybe ten minutes after Amo had left Quark had found where he wondered over too after cleaning up the remains of their food. The chick made it difficult to remain down for too long, so soon he found himself in the babysitting cave. The Combusken there today was the bird that was rude and didn’t like him, but Owen ignored him, and laughed at the hyper Torchic running around him.

Now that his leg was mostly better, the chicks wanted him to join in their games of tag. The Torchic where hard for him to keep out with, let alone hope to catch, but he decided to join in for awhile anyway. It was a good way to keep his mind off Amo for a while.

As he expected though, he was worn himself out rather fast and finally had to give up. Sitting down he told them, “You guys win.” Quark complained a little at him giving up, but a puff of smoke at his head drew his attention back to the other chicks rather fast. Puffing up he took off after the chick that had done it.

The rest of the morning passed as most days did. Owen watched them play till they exhausted themselves and then ended up with a lap full of chicks when they finally decided to nap.

Stroking one of the chicks, just which he wasn’t sure as he hadn’t looked down to see, Owen found his thoughts drift back to Amo, and what her answer would be. Or how long it would take her to decide. He hadn’t considered that before, but decided he’d wait for her answer before leaving. Even if it took a while to get.

What the answer might be worried him though. It was almost as bad as his fears of the dark. Almost. This didn’t quiet leave him trembling like he did if he was alone and he thought something was just outside his vision. But it was bad enough in its own way. The thought of Amo saying no and him leaving without her, possibly to never see the beautiful bird again, made something inside him painfully clench.

So he tried not to think about it. Not that it was easy as that’s all his mind seemed to want to be on…

He was rather happy want the chicks woke up, so decided to play with them a little more. The Combusken made a comment that sound a lot like ‘human were weird’, to which Owen just smiled. He didn’t care what the rude Combusken though, the Torchic were delighted he was going to play with them again, till now he’d only joined in once a day.

It was a while after that, when he’d given up again and was lying on his back out of breath, that the old Matriarch came in looking for him. On seeing her, the Torchic settled down. Wondering why they’d stopped hopping over his legs, Owen sat up and looked around.

”I thought I’d find you here. The chicks really have taken a liking to you.” The old bird said as walked over to Owen. ”I’d imagine you legs good too, if you can ran around with them.” She added. Plopping herself down next to him she reached for his leg to get a feel of it. Owen reached down and pulled up the pant leg to make it easier.

She poked, prodded and felt up and down where the bite and break had been for a few minutes. Beyond her Owen could see the Combusken watching, and for once not looking as if Owen offended him. Owen wondered if it was because the Matriarch was her, or if despite his attitude he was interceded in if he was better. ’Maybe he just hopes once I’m better I’ll leave.’ Owen though as the bird noticed he looking and turned away.

”Well your legs a bit different than ours, but it seems to feel fine. You’ve had no pain or soreness?” The old bird said, pulling his attention away from the Combusken.

“No, not for a while now.” He told her.

”Then I think it’s healed. Don’t go falling off anymore cliffsides.” She warned, having heard his tale of exactly how he ended up alone and almost Mightyena Kibble.

“I don’t plan on it.” He told her as she got up.

”Good, I don’t like healing someone only to have them do it again later.” She grumbled on her way out.

After she’d left Quark came running back over, he’d got out of the Matriarchs way before, and started running his beak a mile a minute. From what Owen could make up, the chick was happy his leg was all better, and possibly listing all the thing he wanted to do with Owen now. It sounded like more tag, or maybe hide and seek? There was something about tree’s and the best hiding spot anyway.

“We’ll see.” Is all Owen told him though. He wasn’t sure how long it would be till he left, so didn’t want to promise to too much.

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Owen didn’t get Amo’s answer that night, or in the next few days either. Owen was alright with that, he didn’t mind more time here. It gave him the chance to play with Quark, it turned out it was a type of hide and seek the chick had wanted to play. The back part was that anxiety was getting to him a little. When they were together Amo watched him often and he couldn’t help but think she was about to answer at times, only to have her look away again.

Today though he was hoping to get her answer. After breakfast Amo had asked him if he’d go hunting with her. This didn’t happen a lot so he took it as a sigh she’d made up her mind and was going to give her answer while they were out. He just hoped she hadn’t want to spend one last time with him…

Amo took him to the stream he’d fallen in, before finally bring up the subject. As she looked at the water she clucked, ”I’ve been thinking a lot about what you asked. I talk to ‘the wise one’ but all she said was ‘ do as I wish’. My sister said much the same. So I’ve been thinking about what it is I want. It’s been hard to decide what that is. I don’t want to leave my flock, but part of me wouldn’t mind going with you. You’re my friend and you’ve made me wonder what it’s like where you humans live.” Amo paused to look over at him.

Owen kind of wished she saw him as more than just a friend, but thought he could live with that if it meant she would say yes. At least then he’d still be with her. So he wanted to say something, maybe that he understood it was a hard decision to make, but didn’t want to interrupt either.

After a few moments of gazing at him she finally clucked, ”I’ll go with you Awen.”

Owen couldn’t help it, he was so happy she was coming that he hugged her tightly before he even realized he’d moved. Amo wasn’t quiet expecting it, but after a moment one of her arms warped around him to and Owen heard her cooing laugh.

“You really mean it?” Owen once he’d calmed down and loosed his hug. He didn’t completely let her go yet though.

”Yes.” She clucked amusedly. ”We can leave tomorrow. Tonight though we need to find something to eat.” She said and turned her attention to the water.

Letting her go, Owen nodded and sat on a boulder a little away from the stream. He didn’t much feel like falling in again. After a bit though he got a little bored of just sitting there so started to pick them some of the berries growing nearby. As he did he made sure to keep an eye out for territorial pokemon. He didn’t want a repeat of the Tailow.

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Amo didn’t catch any Goldeen this time, but on their way back to the caves she did spot a Zigzagoon. For a moment it seemed like the raccoonish pokemon would get away too, but Amo managed to catch it at the last second. Owen had to look away when the pokemon let out a high pitch scream before Amo silenced it, it reminded him to much of his attack by the Mightyena. He didn’t feel he should have stopped Amo, he knew pokemon ate other pokemon… Even humans did that. Still he couldn’t help but be a little bothered by the death.

Amo picked up on it and moved a little closer to him as they neared the caves. Looking at her Owen smiled a little and by the time they arrived back was mostly fine again.

On their way up to Amo’s cave they ran into her darker feathered sister. The Blaziken gave Amo a questioning look to which Amo nodded. Her sister seemed both glad and a little sad as she turned and went back to her own cave.

“What was that about?” Owen questioned once they’d reached Amo’s cave.

”She wanted to know if I’d given you an answer yet.” She told him.

“Oh…” Owen muttered, it making a lot more sense now. Of course the bird would be sad her sister was leaving. “Do you want to go say good bye to anyone?” He asked.

After a moment of thought Amo shook her head. ”I can tomorrow.”

Owen was fine with that, it meant more time alone with her, so he sat down next to Amo to eat their dinner. They ate in a comfortable silence for a while before Amo asked, “Are your friends like you?”

“Hmm, if you mean kind to pokemon then yeah.” Owen said after a moment’s thought on how to answer. “Sarah and Jake are both a bit hot headed, though Jakes the more rash of the two. Then there Tom. He’s a quiet, thoughtful kind of guy.”

”They don’t sound so bad.” Amo decided after a moment.

Hoping she would like them and that they in turn wouldn’t find his attachment to the Blaziken to strange Owen nodded. ”They can be idiots, but I think there all right.”

Amo laughed a little at that. ”So there are a lot like you.” She teased.

“Hey!” He gave her a hurt look. Only it melted into a grin as she smirked at him. Her beak may not be able to move like his mouth, but some of her other facial muscles could and by now he was getting a lot better at reading them.

Laying back in the nest Owen looked up at Amo. “I’m really happy you’re going to come. I’d have missed you terribly” he was giving away a little of how he felt for her, but at the moment didn’t care. He really would have missed her a lot.

Amo looked down at him for a moment, a look he didn’t quiet recognize in her eyes, before she pushed him over and laid down herself. “I’d have missed you too.”
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