The wild scent of an Eevee hits your nose. Since the wind drifts up into the steep cliffs of the volcano, you head downwind, downhill, into the thick forest below. As the smell grows stronger, you lower your stance and creep the forest floor, your large gut brushing barely against the dead leaves and bracken below. Your stomach growls impatiently, almost making you quicken your step and rush. But stealth is key. Minutes later, you come across the source of the scent: In a little clearing an Eevee is building a nest, currently struggling with trying to pull down a rather hardy shrub. After hungrily watching the little pokemon for a moment, you finally decide to...
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