Mr. Mammoth
One cool snowman
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- 12
- Years
- Age 27
- Wherever there is ice
- Seen Mar 8, 2016
Maxwell Leggingsteele
Cafeteria
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Such nerve! Hugin stopped for a moment, his feathers standing right up from anger. Fat? Overgrown? That monkey was going to get a piece of his mind, beak and talons. He took one step forward but noticed the dissaproving look on Maxwell's face. Hugin wasn't one to listen to anyone but his Trainer, however this time he made an exception. He still affixed the monkey with his red eyes as he spoke,
"Honch, Honch."(Just to make myself clear, I look at whoever I want to look at, however I want to look at that person. Got it?) And with that, the Honchkrow turned around and started pecking the seeds he recieved angrily before he ate them.
Maxwell just rolled his eyes at Hugin and directed his attention back at Genevieve who was now giving Katam a piece of her food. The Tympole had first sniffed on it before taking a bite out of the new and interesting thing held up in fron of him. He munched a for a bit - feeling the apple crunch in his mouth and the toast spread a warm feeling as he ate - before nodding and giving off a happy sound. He seemed to really like it.
"He likes it!" Maxwell said, "That's just awesome, now I know what kind of food to get him in the future!" He put the Tympole down on the table again for a moment while looking at it. He still didn't have any knowledge of what Katam really could do... Well Genevieve was knowledgeable when it came to Pokémon, maybe she knew?
"Hey, Genevieve. What do you know about Katam? Like, what he evolves into and stuff like that." He asked curiously.
Cafeteria
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Such nerve! Hugin stopped for a moment, his feathers standing right up from anger. Fat? Overgrown? That monkey was going to get a piece of his mind, beak and talons. He took one step forward but noticed the dissaproving look on Maxwell's face. Hugin wasn't one to listen to anyone but his Trainer, however this time he made an exception. He still affixed the monkey with his red eyes as he spoke,
"Honch, Honch."(Just to make myself clear, I look at whoever I want to look at, however I want to look at that person. Got it?) And with that, the Honchkrow turned around and started pecking the seeds he recieved angrily before he ate them.
Maxwell just rolled his eyes at Hugin and directed his attention back at Genevieve who was now giving Katam a piece of her food. The Tympole had first sniffed on it before taking a bite out of the new and interesting thing held up in fron of him. He munched a for a bit - feeling the apple crunch in his mouth and the toast spread a warm feeling as he ate - before nodding and giving off a happy sound. He seemed to really like it.
"He likes it!" Maxwell said, "That's just awesome, now I know what kind of food to get him in the future!" He put the Tympole down on the table again for a moment while looking at it. He still didn't have any knowledge of what Katam really could do... Well Genevieve was knowledgeable when it came to Pokémon, maybe she knew?
"Hey, Genevieve. What do you know about Katam? Like, what he evolves into and stuff like that." He asked curiously.