Team Name: Clan Winter-Born Rank: Farfetch'd
Guild: Rescuers
Missions Complete: M5, M6

Member 1 Signature:      Fokradin (Snover, Male)
*note: Please only refer to me as Fo

Trait & Personality:  Hardy, Proud of its power

Move 1:  Wood Hammer
Move 2:  Ice Shard
Move 3:  Frost Breath
Move 4:  Protect

Accessories: Accessory Voucher

Member 2 Signature:     Shu (Snorlax, Male)

Trait & Personality: Jolly, Often lost in … thought

Move 1:  Wild Charge
Move 2:  Strength
Move 3:  Fling
Move 4:  Heavy Slam

Accessories: None

Member 3 Signature: Egg Male/Female?

Trait & Personality: ?

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Move 2:
Move 3:
Move 4:

Accessories: None


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Why. Why does it have to be so hot?

A question that rang through the Snover's mind over and over as he and his brother stood under the scorching sun.   Not a cloud to provide shade.  Nor a breeze to ease.  Hours have passed since they decided to wait in front of the Registrar's office.  Was it hours really?  Time seems to stretch so much more with such blazing heat.  Where was the loving cold embrace of winter that was promised?  

Gone with the ice dragon it seems.  Wind, ice, rain would have had little effect on such sturdy pokemon. Now it was replaced with pleasant summer days and clear skies.
What a horrid turn of events.

Sweatdrop after sweatdrop raced down the Snover as insatiable heat kept bearing down
upon him.  Until, a thought flares up from within.

Why do they need to wait in the first place?  

His brother, a Snorlax as big as the office itself and unphased by the fiery landscape, had stood beside him equally as long.  He envied his patience but enough was enough!

"That is IT! I'm done wi' this waitin!"  and off the stout Snover goes, his arm flailed back and forth in frustration.  He closed the distance and as soon as he would initiate his onslaught of knocks, the door swung right open!

Startled, his swing halted in midair, he viewed upon the perpetrator.

A weird.. furry creature of sorts... with nine tails?  Well that clue is enough of a giveaway, although.. aren't Ninetales supposed to be a different color?  Reality is brought back by the beckoning of the stranger.

"Come in, come in!"  said the Ninetales. His toothy grin shimmered in the sunlight. "My goodness, come in! I can't believe you've all been waiting outside in such dreadful heat all this time!  Imagine getting heat stroke just to see me!" His grin became even larger, as whimsical as it was unsettling. "You could have knocked earlier, you know!~"  

Something stirred within this Snover.  What was it?  It seemed like an overwhelming urge to punch this snarky fox in the face.  

He fought it down as he motioned to his brother to enter.  Oh wait, there's no way he'll fit in here.  All right, he'll just have to sit out there in the searing firestorm although it doesn't seem like he's bothered by it much.

"Are you coming in or not?"  

A small nod of acknowledgement was managed and the hardy Snover followed his odd host in.  

Now shielded from the sun, the Snover took in a breath of cool refreshing air, as dusty as it may have been.  Until, realization struck him.  That dastardly registrar was there the entire time!  Well, he must have been!  How else could the door have opened so? That same urge from before swelled up once more but before he could act upon it,  he was suddenly met with that same toothy grin.

"My name is Callahan, or Calla, for short."   He edged a bit closer.  "I'm the guild registrar, you know. I'm quite good at it!"

"Hey wait a--"  But before he could finish, the Ninetales thrusted his paw out in front of the Snover's face.

"Oh, please allow me to take your belongings. ...Oh wait, pardon me, it seems you didn't bring a thing, my mistake!"  His head swaying side to side, still with that smirk.  "Honestly, I'm quite glad. You wouldn't believe how many people leave their accessories here with me! (And with so many things cluttering up my attic in dusty old boxes..)"

"Uh-huh" Doesn't seem like the type to be straightforward about things, best to speed through this as fast as possible.

"And the paperwork, of course! There will be a lot of that, don't you worry one bit!"

His smirk now flourishing into a radiant smile. Guess he really likes that paperwork..?

"You do have the forms that we've mailed you filled out, yes? That does always make things go much quicker here."

"Mailed forms?? What mailed forms?!?"  

"What's this? No forms?  My, the mail service around here sure is sloppy.  Goodness, we're in for a lot more paperwork than I could have hoped to dream of!"

Was it really the mail service's fault?  How are newcomers supposed to get mail anyway???  Every minute spent with this fox seemed to be teeming with aggravation.  

"No matter, I have spare forms, and all the time in the world! I trust you have no pressing appointments yet, so I'll write down your information now."  

His eyes narrowed on the Snover.

"With your help, of course."

"..O' course"

The fire-type perked up in delight, "Let's get right down to it, shall we? My fastest time for entering a team in the official guild registrar is a touch under a few hours; let's see if we can break the record!"

The Snover slumped hearing this.  Callahan lets out a slight chortle before readying himself for the process.  Seems today is just wonderful, doesn't it?

"All right now.. names, please?"

"Oh, um name's Fokradin, but please just call me Fo.  Aw right? And my brother's name is Shu"

"Ahh.. what.. peculiar names you have! How do you spell them?"

Sigh "F-O-K-R-A-D-I-N.  Got aw that?  And Shu as in S-H-U."  

"Interesting spelling! Are you foreign? French, perhaps?"

....??  "The hell is Fre--"

"Ah, no, forget it, France is just made up here, you know. Often used as comic relief. Er, just forget that."

"Moving on!"

"What alias do you wish to give you lot of fellows? I hope it's something good! I've been so bored by Pokemon insisting to use a name like "Team Awesome" or anything of the sort. More like "Team Mediocrity," I like to think! I'm sure you have a much more original name."

"Um... Clan Winter-Born"

"I knew you wouldn't let me down! Is that the normal spelling, or do you insist on losing letters, or replacing them altogether entirely? (I hope not..)"

"No"

"And.. done. All right! Next topic!"

"Now, you seem to be the leader of the team, here. Why don't you tell me about yourself? Please make it interesting! I'm not filing a police report, you know. I don't get paid for this, either. I do it for the stories people tell! Everyone has a story! (Some are better than others, though. That's for sure..) However, I do hope yours isn't filled to the brim with angst and darkness, you know. We have enough of that as it is with the recent crises we've been going through!"

Once more the wily fox's eyes narrowed upon Fo's stature.

"If you insist on weaving a yarn of incredible sadness and general malaise, please make it good. I'll discern the necessary details from your story and put it down in the log book here."

"Um wait what?  Ye want me ta tell my story? ….Really?"

"Did I stutter? Yes lad! Now get on with it, come on"

"Aw right, jeez. Well, do ye remember back when there was trouble down in Snowy Village?"

"Hmn, do I? Do I? Maybe it's best if you just refresh my memory banks"

"Aw right well, there was some trouble brewin' when that fat metal pidgey Shiv decided ta pop in and enslave everyone wi' this little doohickey, don't know what was it, made a tin' sound.  And, I don't remember the whole bein' mind control part very well, but when I snapped to, everyone had been saved by Chill and his Rescuers.  Woulda been a happy endin' had Shiv not gotten to Chill's sister, poor girl.  Anyways, after this I realized, 'I gotta get away from this town, I want to have adventures just like how those rescue fellows do.'  And luckily, my brother Shu,"  Fo motions over to the outside.

"That tubby one is your brother? Well I suppose I can see a family resemblance"

"Not by blood, but still a brother aw the same." One of these days, this fist will be in his face.

"So! Shu decided at that time to just leave for Tao Village (fo' reasons still unknown to me) and I somehow managed to convince my parents to let me come wi' him.  Either way, my stay has been rather.... eventful.  I can see what my granda' meant..."

"Meant about what? How almost getting eaten by a legendary isn't healthy?"

"Well, he said somethin' big was going to happen, that he could feel it in his roots.  I don't know if he did mean the ice beast or what.  Either way,  I'm hopin' ta stay here lon' enough ta go off on my own and do my own things"

"Hmn, what a charming tale!  I can see why you'd probably like to join the, what was it, Rogues? Rescuers? Ah doesn't matter."

After writing down the important details, Callahan perked up and brushed by Fo to open the door.

"And you there, big fellow, what is your story? Your leader has done an excellent job of keeping me awake (even if it was a tad short), I hope you do the same!"

There was no response.

Fo squeezed by a perplexed Callahan and called out as well  "Uh, hey! Shu! Hey!"  

There was no response.  The pokemon giant was sitting dazed, slow yet soft breathing, as a pleasant breeze ruffled the grass.

"Well, he fell asleep.  Not much we can do."

"Ah! That is rather disappointing (not to mention annoying).  Well then, at least you can tell me something about him.  I very much wouldn't like our chitchat to end so soon with so few words on paper"

The Ninetales closed the door swiftly behind him and returned to his previous position.

"Ok, ok, well ta be honest, I don't really know that much aboot his backstory. Just never bothered him aboot it."

The Ninetales seemed more and more disheartened by the second.

"Ah but! But I do know aboot the first time we met and that's almost as good right?"

It was hard to tell whether Callahan recovered some hope or he was just amused by Fo's appeasement.

"Well, this happened when I was a wee tyke.  It was a cold, unmerciful night.  There was a blizzard, unrelentin' in all its efforts, made worse by my family's condition.  My da' hadn't been back for a while and the storm was still ragin'.  Then out burst the door wi' my da' carryin' a gran' ol' pokemon that I'd never seen before.  Seems the poor feller was freezin' ta death.  So we had ta make a fire ta thaw him out (we don't have a fireplace).  Finally he recovered and we'll got ta see him.  I was still a seedlin' so he was as enormous as my parents!  I climbed on top his belly and from that day on, Shu became part of the family."

"So that's all?"

"As much as I remember and willin' ta spare"

"Very well, then! It seems I have all I need in order to register you here in our peaceful Tao Village! If during your travels you decide to recruit or add on an extra member to your team, please have them visit me and fill out the necessary info at the top."

Callahan nears Fo and guides him to the door, ushering him out without further delay.

"I don't think I'll keep you here any longer, I have everything I need from you! I haven't broken any records for time tonight, though. Your story took up quite a bit of it! (Thankfully, it didn't put me to sleep.. it's happened before). Time to conclude our business here!"

At last the Snover is pushed out and before the door closes, Callahan bids farewell.

The door slams shut.

Fo, the Snover, stands in front of the Registrar's office,  an official Rescuer.  

Thank the gods that's over with.