I woke up to the chirps of Natus and Tailows, A new day, Another adventure! I stretched and yawned, then walked over to the pile of leaves, today was mother's birthday! I pulled the polished stick from underneath the leaves, Mother's was old and starting to rot, so, I secretly got the breeders that ran the farm to polish this stick for her, and hid it from my brothers and sisters. It was the perfect gift, and me being the youngest, the 7 th  child, had a lot to live up to. I picked up the stick in my mouth and jumped from the tree hollow that functioned as my room. The party was all the way across the farm, pretty far, but the breeders said I had prefect IVs, whatever that means, and could hold my own. I trotted down the farm following the fence. I stopped after I heard some rustling in the bushes. I told myself not to, but my curiosity got the best of me ,so, I walked towards the bushes. In a flash, A human who didn't work at the farm grabbed me and ran, making me drop mother's present, I was too scared to attack, I yelled for help "Mother! Father!" I cried desperately, then the human pulled something out of the little pack at his side, then shoved it in my mouth. I tried spiting it out, but then I got sleepy And everything was a blur "Mot...her..." I whimpered weakly before the world went dark.

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"What's taking her so long?" A silver colored Eevee followed  the fence down the farm. A Vulpix with blonde hair covering his left eye followed her "I dunno, she's usually a stickler about being on time." he flipped his hair so he could see better. The Eevee stopped and looked surprisingly at the Vulpix "Vexen! Don't talk about her like that!!" Vexen stopped in front of her "Well she is," Vexen whipped his hair " admit it, Sylva, she is!" Sylva blushed "Aw, shudup! C'mon! Let's keep looking!" they kept walking until they came across a polished stick "What's this?" Sylva picked it up. They studied the stick, then they both shouted " Fennekin!!"  and ran with the stick to the party.

Not too long after they ran and gave the mother the stick, Both Pokémon and Breeder searched far and wide for her

Hours later, the search was called off....

Mother and Father both wept in sorrow over there lost daughter

Sylva started crying in Vexen's chest "She's gone... I can't believe she's actually gone..." Vexen hugged her, not sure what to say...then Father spoke up "She's not dead... she's still alive...but our grief prevents us from trying to pinpoint her location..." Vexen looked at Sylva in his arms "As long as she's safe...

we can all sleep for tonight...

Maybe one of us will find her in our dreams..."