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The elite sighed, sipping on a cup of clean water, “A group of Zoroark ambushed the northern outpost,” he rubbed his bandaged arm, “And since the whole tribe’s been fatigued by hunger, my group were easily devastated by them.” he rubbed his face in shame, “I feel like I’ve failed my tribe again…”

Amelia patted Omen’s shoulder in reassurement as the elite asked, “Where’s Dani?”

“She’s out gathering medicinal herbs,” she turned back to their tent’s entrance, “she should be back soon.” True enough, a shiny Riolu entered with a small sack full with an abundance of herbs.

“Hey Mom,” their daughter - Dani - spoke, turning her head to her father, “Welcome home, Dad!”

Omen smiled at the shiny adolescent, “Thank you, Dani.” As the shiny Riolu handed down the miniature sack of herbs to her mother, Amelia settled the sack down to the dining table, “Did you get the herbs I asked for?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Alright, you can get some rest, sweetie.”

“Okay.” Dani nodded, heading toward her room.

The mother sat down on a chair, crossing her legs as he questioned, “Why are the Zoroark doing this…?” Omen crossed his bandaged arms, his arched tail wavering to and fro in thought, “I don’t know,” he glanced to his beloved, “Maybe they want to take over the whole forest.”

Both of the Lucario sighed in sync, however they look at the egg that was nestled in the blanket. “How’s the egg?”

“Doing fine,” she answered, adding emphasis as she gently caressed the egg, “I can sense that it’s hatching soon.” Both of the parent’s admired the egg as it will be hatching at any moment. Momentarily, they were interrupted by a loud crash of thunder crackling the sky.

“A storm,” Amelia responded, looking out the window, “Do you think this is gonna be the rain we finally need?”

“I hope so.”

The Lucario leader exited her tent as more echoes of thunder rolled throughout the camp, as Pax whispered in awe, “Exactly what the Oracle said…” she slowly grinned, “The storm we needed for so long!”

This was true. As the thunder continued to boom, a heavy downpour of rain carried on for hours, even through the brink of midnight. The storm eventually ceased as the early rays of sunlight reached the skies, the berry fields becoming luscious and plentiful as the Lucario began harvesting them.