An extremly bright light shone on the forest floor. out emerged a Sceptile: Trika. it had been quite a while since Trika decided to leave Tyruma and now that he had returned, two years later, he was curious to know if Tyruma had changed. He began to walk towards a large waterfall and looked around. It hadn't really changed since Trika had left. He just hoped that Darkly wasn't here and was still traped in some other universe.
The day had passed and night came but he had no signs of anyone familliar to him. The stars shone brightly over the small hut where Trika was sleeping. He had missed his freind Flisica and he didn't know where his current team was; Galay the Galade and Drape the Drapion. He couldn't find the lake where Flisica slept nor the cave where he lived for quite a while. A small tear trikled down Trika cheek as I looked up at the stars.
OOC: I heard that Darkly_The_flygon might be making a revival of the RPG but if thatb doesn't work, we can simply revive this. Oh, and, I discoverd that Trika means trinity... how weird is that 'cause Trika is revived as another Pokemon when he dies and Trinity means generations. What a coincidence! YAY! My one hundreth post! ^.^