Houndoom
A wild male Houndoom finds you lost in the woods. He's not quite the merciless predator you expect.
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You stumble through the undergrowth, somewhere in central Sinnoh, lost and disoriented. The rain is falling in sheets, and you are soaked to the bone. What little light there is, is fading, as night falls. In the distance, you hear the howl of a Houndoom, sending shivers down your spine. Weak and alone, you would be easy prey for one of those merciless predators. You desperately need to find shelter.
Houndoom was feeling particularly irritable. The sudden storm spoiled his hunt and the fire-type detested getting caught out in the rain. Wet and hungry, all he wanted was to get back to his little den and get dry.
Houndoom is nearing his den, little more than a hole dug into the side of a hill, when he hears you stumbling through the undergrowth. He lets out an angry growl. The last thing he wants to deal with right now is someone challenging him for his meager territory. Flames gather in his jaws, as he charges energy for an attack. He leaps out in front of you, fire licking around his muzzle, his lips pulled back in a viscous snarl.
He's prepared to unleash his attack, but, in the flickering illumination of his fire-type energy, he sees the sorry state you are in. The flames in his jaws sputter out. He sees that you aren't any kind of rival. You look even more miserable than he feels, and he can't help but feel a pang of sympathy.