Post by Birdybot on Oct 9, 2013 15:01:36 GMT -5
"It feels great to finally be doing something with my life," Luna voiced aloud to her Espeon-dæmon. He padded elegantly along at her right side, a small five-tailed Vulpix peering at the world with wide eyes close to her left. The dæmon, Lazarus, nodded in agreement but said nothing. His interests were more on the Vulpix. The pup was fresh out of Pine Laboratories and was inexperienced in the world around him. Lazarus maintained that choosing him had been a wise decision, hoping the pup's calm yet inquisitive and calculating nature would help his human grow up and stop acting so childish. Time wove a curious path and would tell their story soon enough. Journeying with Pokémon was something that changed most people in some way. Perhaps the same would be true of Luna, or even himself.
Vulpix had been ecstatic to leave the lab, but was more cautious of this now he could see the world for real. Thinking about traveling in theory was one thing, but viewing the world through his own eyes and feeling the carpet of golden leaves crunch underneath his soft paws was another. The reality of it all was setting in, and not all of it was good. The air had a crisp chill to it, not enough to be unpleasant but bearing the promise of harsher weather yet to come. Sticks and small stones kept jabbing the pads of his paws, which had also accumulated dry earth. The excitement of seeing new plants was still there, but up close they bore more flaws than in what he had heard, occasionally squishy with moss, fungus or rot and all harbouring a multitude of bugs. Many of those had a bite. Everything was new, and he was feeling quite overwhelmed by it all, so chose to press close to his trainer's leg, finding comfort in feeling the warmth of the much larger being.
When the dull glow of the sun that struggled through the thick white clouds reached its heighest point, Luna found a low branch that rose almost horizontal. Lazarus leaped up nimbly. She was less elegant, grabbing it tightly with both hands and starting to haul herself up before Vulpix mewed at her, upset at being left behind. She dropped back to the ground and looked at him. His warm chocolate brown eyes met hers and he stepped towards her hopefully. A smile found its way to her face. He was adorable. A weakling and completely lacking in experience due to his youth, sure, but he had heart. She lifted him to her shoulder where he clung as she pulled herself onto the branch. He sat in her lap while she located a sandwich and some berries in her bag, feeding herself and Vulpix. Lazarus nibbled on an apple.
"You need a name," she told Vulpix. He was a sentient being, so it seemed odd not to. He looked up at her with excitement in his eyes. "Either of you have any suggestions?" she looked to Lazarus and Vulpix. How exactly did one go about naming a living thing? This was her first Pokémon. She wanted to get it right.
"Well, you could either go for a normal human name, but I think a lot of Pokémon go for mythology or ancient language-based names. That might be more fitting. Our own names aren't exactly common," Lazarus responded. This was true; Lazarus and Luna Astraea were unusual names in her experience.
She could remember a little Latin and ancient Greek from school, but mythology was more to hand since she liked the stories. "Well, if you want a human name, you could go for, I don't know, Clive or Sam or Benedict or something. Latin and ancient Greek words relating to fire or foxes would be, erm, vulpes, fervens, ardens, ig- no, wait yes, ignis, alepou, fotia, something like that. As for mythology... there's Prometheus, who in Greek mythology brought men fire, giving them knowledge and warmth. Or Helios or Sol, Greek and Roman gods of the Sun. Anything take your fancy?" she ran through slowly, thinking as she went.
Vulpix smiled. Lazarus translated as he spoke. "Prometheus is nice! I can bring you fire. But more than that, I want to spend my life bringing knowledge too. Seems pretty apt to be named after someone who did just that," Lazarus had to admit, there was a nice feel to the thing. Prometheus the Vulpix could look like he was there to bring fire in battle, but he was more than that. His intellectual mind held great potential; he could some day be very wise and bring knowledge to his trainer as well as fire, just like his namesake. "Are you gonna open it now?" he asked then, referring to the Pokéball Luna had received in a package sent to her by her parents before she had left for Route One.
"No, I think I'd rather get to know you better before dealing with two Pokémon at once," Luna replied, feeling the Pokéball in her pocket. Apparently her parents had passed it onto her from some family friend who happened to be a Pokémon breeder with too many Pokémon as a good luck present. It was very nice of them, but she didn't want to overburden herself when she scarcely knew how to take care of Prometheus yet.