Mirages and Bitmaps: Acension (PRIVATE for Sparktail and Rougia)

The girl tilted her head down for a moment, feeling bad that she had broken that girls dream. Wanting to fix that they would all be happy again, the girl tried to smile a little and took a soft and comforting voicel a bit out character. " Hey, don't be sad. Recognition isn't all that mattes to obtain happiness. You did something great on your own and you gained understanding from it. That's what is really important."

The pichu nuzzled the absol back, then glanced at the dragon pokemon. "Wanna play too, big dragon? Ya don't have to be scared of hurting me. Auntie Miya is always gonna help me, if something goes wrong."

Cici shrugged. "Spent a lotta time on that project though." She said dejectedly. "But at least ah still have..." She trailed off, smiling again. "Anyway... Get comfy an' relax. This is where we're campin'. Ah'll set up the tent a bit later. You can sleep with me in mine, though ah only have one sleepin' bag." She said, stepping behind a few bushes to change back into her outfit. "We'll pick ya up one in town later. Meanwhile, best t' enjoy the day an' relax. Then ah wanna have a lil' duel with yer Pichu, an' test it's limits a bit, if that's okay."

Absol looked over at the Dragonair and shook his head. "You don't want to ask her right now. She's doing her 'pre-hunt' nap." He said. "She's preparing for her afternoon feeding. So don't disturb her." D nudged Volte away from the dragonair, who gave another huff of irritation before coiling up, head gone from view. "We'll play over by the lake. you know how to swim?" he asked the little Pichu, standing by the lake side.

The pichu followed the Absol and looked at the water surface when he talked about swimmingl looking kind of nervous. Most rodent pokemon didn't know how to swim and certainly not when so young. Miya could make him "swim", but he didn't want to bother her with that when she was busy with her grown up stuff. He looked back at. D and shook his head. "I dunno how to swim..." he admitted.

Meanwhile, Miya was struggling to keep her act up. It wasn't easy when she was not treating her like a child. Maybe looking like a child wasn't the best of idea after all, but it was too late to back now. She Judy had to try her best and fall into the trap of acting mature. She thought for a moment, wondering what a spoiled rich kid would actually say. A smirk crept up her face when she found what to say. "Heh. Volte is gonna win, for sure! Also, I don't wanna sleep with ya! If we go back in the resort, I'm just gonna rent a room. No sleeping bag for me. Or I'm just gonna sleep outside the tent. With my pichu at my side, I can do everything!"

D smiled and barked out a laugh. "It's fine. I'll keep you safe. Just hop onto my back," he said, kneeling down for the Pichu to climb on. "Besides, on a warm day like today, it'll be nice to cool off. Just.. don't shock me," He said, giving the Pichu a nervous grin.

Cici shook her head. "Suit yerself, sugar," She said,"But the resort's expensive. They'll heal yer Pokemon for free at the little center there, but 's a waste of cash sleepin' there." She strutted out in her bikini, grinning. "No sense in it. Best bet would buy yerself a sleepin' bag." She said, shaking her head. This kid was rather odd. At times, she seemed the typical spoiled little girl. Others though, she seemd more... intelligent. Honest, even. Something was really wrong with this girl, and she couldn't put her finger on it...

'Well, if I can't sleep in the resort, then I'm gonna sleep outside and without a sleeping bag. I always get what I want. Hehe." she giggled, staring at the older girl with a look of both defiance and joking, making it hard to tell what she truly wanted. Not that she knew herself how she should. In doubt, she wa just going to let Cici I unknowingly how she would act.

A few feet away, the pichu was having it a lot easier. He had to choice to make and no swimming to do, since the canine would take care of that. All he had to do was to climb on the pokemob and relax. He quickly did, finding a nice spot on the pokemon back to lay down.

Cici chrugged. "Suit yerself kiddo. Leats it won't be chilly t'night," She said, spreading out her towel and sitting down, pulling out a bit of some strange device and fiddling with it. "Yer welcome t' sit an' chat with me. Or y' could take the kids advice an' go swimmin'," She said, nodding to D and Volte, who were now in the water, the small Pichu clinging to the Absol's back as he paddled out into the deeper water. "You make sure you watch him, D!" Cici shouted. Dragonair gave another huff and annoyance and grumbled something under her breath. 'I'll be lucky to get ANY rest at this rate,' she thought.

The young girl looked at her pichu for a moment, making sure he looked fine. He was fine, that she knew without looking, but it would have been strange for not to give even a passing glance at the electric pokemon. She did truly interest her though was the device Cici was holding, curious about this purpose. "What's that?" she asked in an innocent tone of voice. For once, she was finally on a topic that agreed both with her role and her: childish curiosity.

Cici chuckled. Volte and D looked fine out on the lake, paddling and splashing about hapily, so a little chat with her new friend would be rather nice. "Well, this here's a power booster," She said, holding up the tiny device. "Ah been workin' on it since before a left Hoenn a few weeks ago. It's meant t' boost the power supply in a Pokeball. Give it a longer life, instead of havin' t' constantly charge it." She grinned.

In theory, that WAS why she'd started it... but it's use would also serve to extend her AI Mew's ball's lifespan. when in Hoenn, the Mew's storage ball had been damaged and she'd had to do a quick transfer from a normal ball to an Ultra Ball. It had been risky, but worked. But she wanted extra insurance. "So far, it's still a work in progress, and not really worked.. but ah'll get it eventually," She said, fiddling with the circuitry with a small screwdriver.

Miya smiled and looked closer at the device. It looked like standard equipment and a psychic look into it revealed that it was indeed a work in progress. She followed the circuitry closely with her mind, looking for any failure in the mecanism. It took her a few seconds, but she found something. Being herself, she couldn't really stop herself from mentioning it. This time however, it would really be out of character. "It's pretty, but I think it would work better if you used thermodynamic inductances instead of regular ones. It's going to absorb a part of the heat the device generates and last two or three times as long." she told her. Having seen her father work for a long time, she had an extended knowledge of electronic. Her psychic powers only made it easier to work.

Cici paused, looking up at Miya and raising an eyebrow. "...yes, yer right. How did you know that?" She asked, setting the screwdriver and device down. "You don't exactly strike me as th' techie type, sugar," She said, looking a bit confused. More and more, this girl confused Cici.

The girl smiled lightly, looking a bit nervous. She had made a small mistake there and it would be hard to explain. Fortunately, she did have that translator on her ear. This advanced piece of technology would help in her explanation. The girl picked it up slowly, showing it to Cici with a faint smile. "My dad has invented this and a lot of other things. I've watched him work a lot and I learned a lot. My daddy didn't mind telling me about that stuff, because I wanted him to tell me." she explained, taking the spoiled kid angle of view again, hoping it would be believable enough.

Cici nodded, before getting up. "Right. Um.. 'scuse me for a sec. Ah need t' check somethin' out, Miya," She said, grabbing her Pokenav, backpack and the remaining Pokeball, and turninh to the forest. "Need t' do a check on... something. Just wait there, alright?" She asked, before turning and stepping into the woods, getting out of sight and earshot of her odd new friend.

The little girl wasn't about to obey that one. Thanks to her mew powers, it had been easy for her to track down the older girl, turning invisible and floating a few inches above the ground to avoid being heard. There was no doubt in her mind that she would do something related to that mew-AI. And if and when she would... Miya would jump out of a bush as innocent as possible, point at the thing and ask what it was. If she was to ask why she followed, she would just stick to her role and claim that she deserved to know it, no matter why. Maybe that spoiled kid idea hadn't been so bad after all and had its advantages.

Cici knelt down, putting the Pokeball and back back down and lifting the PokeNav. "Okay, Miya, let's see what the net has on you," She mumbled, connecting to the local WiFi at the resort and looking up the name Tortoas. "Hmm.. CEO/co-CEO of Silph, famous inventor.." She looked through the list of inventions before scrolling down a bit more. "Married to Jen Sutter. Had one daughter, Miya Tortoas, vanished at the age of 16... four years ago?" The girl blinked. 'She doesn't look a day over 10,' She thought, scrolling down the list. Schools Miya had gone to, parents ages... Cici frowned. 'Silph posess a revolutionary computer AI? Yikes,' she thought, frowning.

The small device on Cici's backpack glimmered a moment, before something nudged at Miya in the bushes. <Mew! What are you doing?>

The young girl stayed invisible as she followed the older girl and it did her good for a while. Whereas she expected the older girl to use that time to talk with her mer AI, she came to face with something completely different. She working on something her pokenav, something Miya needed to know about, for she could feel the surprise and curiosity coming from the girl. That could spell trouble for her.

Before she levitate out of the bus and reach her destination behind Cici, she felt something strong alter the flow of graviton, close behind her. For her weakness in acting a role and manipulating the mind of others, Miya had an acute sense of her surroundings. Manipulating the flow of primal particiles such as photons and graviton to tap into their potential and achieves things like invisibility.For mew, this was the simplest of skill and required almost no energy. It was for good reason, since a mew that can't control gravity was a mew stuck to the ground and dying of a painful strangulation from the crushing of the planets gravity. However, whereas other mew her she would have worked on mastering harder skills like teleportation, mind reading and mind altering, she had focused her energy on training her vital skill, nearing the level of understanding of some of her older peers. This allowed to turn around calmly as she was touched to face the that had disturbed and send it back on its way, if required.

The sight she was greeted with was nothing like expected. The last thing she thought she would see was another mew, like the one standing in front her. She knew, however, that the mew was not the real thing, otherwise she gave felt it coming ages ago. The girl blinked in confusion, her invisibility cloak flickering for a few seconds as she wondered about the true nature of that mew creature. Since it talked straight to her she replied back psychically, although she wasn't sure if she had reached the creature and not broadcastrd her thoughts to the nearby human. It was hard to focus on something that wasn't there and her telephatic skills were kind of lacking. /Who are you, how can you see me, how do you know my true nature and why do you look so... fake?/

Mew hovered and floated, whipping about and giggling. <Mew! What do you mean? You're not human?> She asked head tilting, a purr of confusion coming from her. Granted, it looked like a Mew, but... it didn't have a real 'feel' to it at all. Merely displaced light particles and gravity. Che blinked innocently, head tilting. <You smell funny but nice Why hide here? Mistress is over there. Come and play!> She said, grabbing onto the seemingly human girls arm by the shirt, trying to tug her out of the bushes.

Cici, meanwhile was still kneeling, looking through the information over the net she'd just seen. 'None of this makes any sense. How can she be 10 if she was 16 four years ago? An' where'd she vanish too? What's this got t' do with Silph Co.?' She thought turning the info over in her head. Apparently, she'd be needing to take a trip into the city. If Silph Co. had a branch here, she'd need to know what all breakthroughs they'd made here, and just how many of her own 'unique' ideas were mainstream and available to the public.. something that upset her greatly. She needed to know just what this girl was up to and what her connection to the corporation was.

The girl shaked her head, shouting loudly in the pokemons head at first. /NO!!!/ she told the virtual mew, resisting the pulling for now. \Can't you see through my shell? Normal humans aren't invisible and don't float over the ground. Mew, however, that's a different story. I'm one of the real mew in the world, sent there to talk to you. Its a secret and your... Mistras... Can't know what am I. Can you help me keep that secret? Its going to be a mew secret.\ she told the other mew, smiling a little through her fading invisible cloak.

<You are.. Mew?> She asked, head tilting. She obviously couldn't see though the disguise, not right away. She'd never had contact with another Mew before, or even a decently powerful psychic, for that matter; Cici had always kept her from being discovered for fear of being taken away.

When Miya asked her to keep her true identity a secret, Mew frowned. Keeping secrets from her mistress? It didn't feel right. <But.. I can't lie,> She said, head tilting. <Lying is bad. I was told never to lie.> The Mew looked unhappy. <Mew.. I don't know what to dooo..> She whimpered, rubbing her head with her tail.

Cici sighed and frowned. Just who was Miya? Her story checked out, and yet it didn't. She needed to get back and ask this girl more questions... but now might not be the best time. She packed the Nav up into the backpack and sighed. She'd need to let try and get Miya's trust, otherwise, she'd wind up getting no where.

Miya smiled a little at the innocence of younger mew. She had been like that too before, idealistic and wanting to do the best. She hadn't really came out of the latter, but that was beyond the point. The mew was innocent, but she could be taught, like she was taught before. It was all a matter of explaning things clearly... And quicly, since Cici was starting to leave back to the camp. / A secret isn't a lie, its for safety. Mew secrets see especially like that. If you say who I am, it will be harder for me to help the pokemon of the world and many will not be saved because of it. It can hurt to not say the truth to someone you like, but its a good sacrifice that makes you a good mew. The best mew see the ones who put their duty and the protection of mew secrets before their own pain. I'm convinced you see a ghod mew!/ she said, ending cherfully.

Cici stood and stretched, grumbling a bit. She tapped the Mirage lamp and hmmed. It was on, but where was Mew? Usually she stampeded out and wanted to talk and chatter endlessly. "Mew? Where are you?"

Mew looked at Miya and frowned, still not sure what to do. She began fragmenting before the girl's eyes, vanishing in a trace and reappearing in front of Cici, bobbing and dipping. <Hello mistress.> She said, blinking quietly. "Ah there you are. Where were ya?" Cici asked, head tilting as she shouldered the pack.

Mew nibbled one of her paws nervously. <I... was looking around.> She said quietly, the lie already making her feel badly. She vanished once more, and turned the lamp off herself as she did, which left Cici even more confused. 'Now what was that about? Usually she's a bundle of mischief, and loaded with questions..' The girl rubbed her chin. "Well, better get back 'fore Miya gets suspicious. 's gettin' on t' dark an' ah gotta get the tent set up." Cici stooped checking to make sure she'd not forgotten anything before heading back, giving Miya ample time to leave and return.

The young girl looked at the scene between Cici and the Mew from a hiding spot, receiving their most open thoughts. She felt a pain in her stomach at seeing the mew sad and the trainer confused and worried. Cici and pokemon were such an happy family, with most members caring for each other, except maybe for Clara, the problem child. There she was, trying to break that up and bringing chaos in that peaceful equilibrium, only for the sake of having more Mew. Maybe she was making a mistake...

Sighing, Miya walked back to the camp and watched the pokemon swimming in the lake. Her focus quickly turned to her golden plated translator. She was holding it in her hands and looking down at it with sadness on her face. She had broken up her own family in order to become a mew. Her mother went depressed for a while and her father... Well he probably felt a little something, under that corporate cold shell. Oh, how much she missed her family....

Cici shrugged and slung the pack over her shoulder. She'd need to speak to Mew tonight, but for now, she had some questions for Miya. The girl made her way back to the camp, rubbing her head. 'Now just how to approach her,' she thought, grumbling a bit.

Miya was still in the same spot she had been, apparently watching the Pokemon playing in the water. D was having a fun time, trying to get the small Pichu to try swimming without clinging to his back, and Volte actually seemed to be doing well, but would hop back on shortly there after. "See, it's fun, isn't it?" D asked, splashing and paddling about.

The girl was indeed in the same position as before, with the unique difference that seemed more focused at looking sadly at the translator in her hands than at the pokemon. Not like she needed to look at them to know they were alright. Volte was climbing back up on D`s back, panting from the effort of trying to stay afloat. "Yup, its a lotsa fun! Thanks for the teaching and the fun, doggie!" he said playfully.

Cici soon returned to camp, setting her bag down and laying on the blanket on the ground. She felt worried, and a bit nervous, but wasn't about to give up just yet. She just.. needed an opening. "Well, that was interesting," She said, stretching out as she lay there, glancing over at Miya, then at the Translator in her hands. "So.. you have any other nifty lil surprises on ya?" She asked, looking over at the younger girl and chuckling a bit. "Ah mean.. it'd be nice t' kow ah wasn't comin' up with all these nifty gadgets and then finding out someone beat me to th' punch, y' know?"

D chuckled and swam back to shore, allowing the small Pichu to get off him, before shaking himself dry. "There. I haven;t been swimming in a while. fun yes?" He asked, leaning down and nosing at the Pichu.

The girl stayed silent, her eyes still on her translator. Her hands were shaking a little out of emotions she couldn't really contain anymore. She glanced at the older girl, plenty of images going through her mind. Her father she had abandoned, the rodent side in conflict, her broken mother, the images of her childhood, back when she was 12 and life was easy and simple. No mission, no daily struggle to control her powers. Actually, yes, there was some struggles to contain her powers back then too, but it was on a different scale. Now... everything was more difficult. "No... no there, is no other surprise..."

Her voice was low and crackling with sadness. In that state of mind, her control over her powers was lessened. She wasn't down to the point where her human form was fading, but her psychic energy shield was weakened. Even someone like Cici, not gifted in any psychic way, would feel an almost inhuman vibe coming from the girl, as if the very air around her crippled with power only asking to be released.

The effect was more pronounced on pokemon, who were more attuned to the energy of the legend. Volte immediately stopped what he was doing to stare at Miya worriedly, his heart filling with sorrow, a reflection of the mew's heart. D would also feel the same, as would every pokemon in a 100 feet radius of the little girl.

Cici sat up, noting the sadness in Miya's voice. "Hey... no, it's okay hon. Ah didn't mean anything by it," She said, standing up and moving next to her. She didn't know why, but she felt the need to comfort this girl, as apparently, did Volte and D. All 3 had come to sit by Miya, Cici offering a friendly shoulder if necessary while D nosed at her gently. "c'mon, don't be all down," She said, smiling. "Yer a free spirit, out on yer own an' havin' the time of your life, remember?" She said, taking Miya's hand in her own and giving it a squeeze.

Inwardly, Cici sighed. This girl was rather prone to emotional swings, she decided. If any questions were to be asked, they'd have to wait for now. She needed someone to talk to and confide in and who knew... maybe when she gained enough trust, she'd show Miya her most important secret. "C'mon, cheer up! Tell ya what. What say ah get a fire going, we'll set up mah tent and chill out tonight? no talk of battles or anything, just.. camp out. SOund fun?"

The girl glanced at her older friend, giving her only a sad nod. 'The time of my life, sure.' She thought sarcastically, slomat wishing she could tell Cici so she wouldn't have to hear any more of those mindless assumptions. The trainer had no idea how life was as a mew. She couldn't understand that was she saw as extreme mood swings were actually the ways mew experienced emotions. For a mew, every emotion was a wonderful experience, good or bad, that was fully tasted. As a general rule, emotions were 5 times more violent for a mew compared to a human. Cici couldn't understand the difficulty of controping such feelings, while controling both her physical form and her psychic energy flow. 'You have no idea how much I wish it could be so easy...'

The young girl sighed. The life of a trainer had always been appealing to her. Her mother had been one and a really good survivalist. Those desires were in her blood and had never been to be freely expressed. Between controlling he powers and the rules her father had enforced for her wellbeing, being a trainer had been an impossible dream. Now that she could enjoy it for real, she had to put her fun aside to do her mission. Couldn't she enjoy her childhood, for once?

Miya petted the pichu and the absol with her left hand0as she thought about it, helping her keeping her emotions under control and sharing her pain with the pokemon, since it was fair game with them. They instinctively knew she was a mew, and so did very young humans children, but that was a tale for another day. Once she was done thinking, she got back on her feet and turned around to face Cici. "I..." she trailed off, unsure what to say. "3... suppose that you're right. I will try to enjoy it while I can. Not gonna last forever..." she told her sadly, sounding pessimist. As she thought about the activities themselves, her mood lightened, a smile returning to her face, as it would to the pokemon. "Err... a fire sounds fun. We could eat mashmallows and little sausages. Oh, and I could tell stories! Mt eld-- my daddy used to tell me lotsa them! All the pokemon cold be around and listen and it would like being one big familly!" she exclaimed cherfully. Mew did have large mood swings, indeed...

Cici nodded. "Don't worry. Thing's will be better t'morrow. 's what mah mom always used t' say," She said, giving the girl a snug before getting up and setting out her gear. The sun had started setting by that point and it was very vital she get the fire and tent in motion. Fortunnatel, her Pokemon were willing to help.. at least the ones that were out. The Dragonair wouldn't help, that was for sure, and the Mew AI was still off topic for now. D and Porygon would do.

Shortly, Cici had a fire going, roasting marshmallows and humming softly, snuggled up against D's side, while Porygon hovered in standby mode near the tent. She was still worried about Miya, but also curious. How DID someone be a younger age when they were clearly listed as older? It was a mystery and she wanted to solve it. But she needed to know she could trust the girl. If so... maybe she could even show off Mew. It was rare when she felt the need to take pride in her devices; no one in Kanto or Johto had heard of a Pokemon translator, and having this kid whip one out and say that her family mass produced them was a bit... crushing. She rubbed her chin deep in thought before squealing as she pulled her marshmallow back, the thing burnt to a crsip. "Dang it.."

Unlike Cici, Miya had enjoyed her evening. She didn't get the luxury of helping with the fire, but she had compensated by telling a few stories, all about pokemon or princesses, the usual kid stuff. It had been truly liberating to do something fun only for the sake of doing it, shown by her playful mood since they started the fire. Her next tale would be different from the rest, since it would serve the dual purpose of fun and attracting the girl's attention. She would carefully observe Cici's thoughts as she would talk about something few to none knew about.

"My next tale is a little special, since only my father knows it. He told me that it was a true story. It's called The Pichu and the Mew. In a forest far far far away, there was a pichu different from others. The Pichu wasn't especially strong, but she had a special power that scared other pichu. She could read minds. This made the Pichu all alone and sad. One night, as the Pichu was crying under a tree, a Mew floated over her and said: "Mt child, why see you sad?"

The Pichu looked at the Mew sadly. "Oh, Mister Mew, for a lot of things. I'm different, I'm not liked and I have no friends like me."

The Mew, touched by the sadness in the Pichi's heart, used its magic to turn the Pichu into a young human girl. "I have made you human, my child. Humans know about your magic and they understand the way you think. You will be happy with them."

So the nice Mew felt the former Pichu with her new human family. The little girl grew older, learned how to control her magic. When she was a teenage girl, her magic let her get a lot of friends and everything she wanted, but she was still sad inside. One night, the mew floated to the teenage girl and said: "Why are you still sad? Don't you have everything you wanted?"

The teenage girl shaked her head. "I look happy and I cheated to get a lot of friends, but I don't have fun. Those powers always been hard to control and my life so hard." she told the Mew. Then, she looked at it and how itlooked all happy and innocent. "Oh Mew, you look so peaceful. Can I be a mew too?" she asked.

The Mew wasn't sure about it, but knew the girls had powers and nodded, making her a mew too. "You are now a Mew. You can soar the sky, lift mountains and change all the world around you. You can have all the fun you want... After doing your mew duties. Its not much."

The Mew girl didn't listen and flew away to have fun... Until the male mew returned and have her a lot of duties and unfun tasks, giving her no time to have fun and be happy. Today, the mew is still travelling the world, doing her duties sadly... But, once in a time, she turns into a human or a pichu and tries to live the fun she never had. Who know, maybe she's disguised as one of us..." Miya said, giving eveyone a creepy stare... Then she giggled loudly and looked playful again. "Did you like? I don't tell it as good as daddy did, but I try my best!"

Cici stared, the marshmallow on the end of her stick having disintegrated and burned to a crisp by now. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, giving her a creepy sensation. Something about that story was... unsettling.

And eerily familiar, somehow..

D yawned and stretched, leaning around and licking his trainer gently. =Mom, we should get some sleep=, he said, nuzzling the girl and rumbling. Cici jumped, startled from her thoughts and nodded. "Uh.. right. Miya, you wanna share the tent? Ah got an extra blanket, sugar," She said, smiling at the girl again, her thoughts once more calmed, though.. thoughts of that story were still there. Such a sad fate for the Mew... but at least she got the occasional vacation. But something about it was familiar.

The girl grinned to herself at seeing the look on Cici's face. A quick look up of her mind told her that the human girl hadn't gotten any worrying deductions, which made her relieved... And yet, also a bit disappinted. There were questions without answers. Why had she told that tale in the first place? Her identity was supposed to stay a mystery and there she was, giving huge hints about her true identity. There was a part of her that wanted CiCi to know. Probably the same part that was feeling the blues about certain unsatisfying aspects of her mew life.

To make it worse, she wouldn't be able to accept her offer. Keeping a human form was straining and after a whole day in it, she wouldn't be able to keep it much longer. She would have to leave somewhere she could take her original form for the night. "Hmm... That's nice, but I dunno if I wanna sleep with a stranger. I think i will sleep outside with Volte. Can I still have the blanket?" she asked innocently, yawning a little. She couldn't wait much longer...

Cici nodded, handing the girl her her blanket. She yawned and stretched, nodding. "Well, ah'm headin' on t' bed. Sweet dreams, hon," She said, crawling into her tent and stretching out on the sleeping bag, nestling in to sleep.Her mind was flustered and busy with thoughts. but the days events had left her tired. She drifted off, wondering what to do about her new companion, and what options she had to deal with. Soon, the sounds of snoring could be heard form inside the tent, signaling Cici's deep sleep.

The girl also went to sleep, but not for so long. She had placed her blanket against a tree and lied down on it, similar to the way an animal would do it. volte was resting near her, providing each other some heat. Once she was sure that Cici was sleeping, which was easy to detect considering the fact that she was psychic, she sat up, her body quickly melting down and changing shape.

Unlike the way most transformation into a smaller were pictured, her clothes didn't fall down her body, but simply vanished. All of her clothing, excluding her bag and its content, were material that had never actually existed. It felt real, it looked real, but it was only, in fact, a product of her imagination. dragging her old bag around was hard enough, so there was no way she would also have real clothes for someone half her age.

With her clothes gone, the little girl was free to go back to being the little feral pink cat known as Mew. The transformation back into her real self filled two purposes. The first was to let her recover from the energy wasted as human and the second was to enjoy the sight of the stars and the moon. Mew were strongly inclined toward the world up there, closely tied to the heavens, so it was no wonder that they enjoyed bathing in its cosmic energy once in a while.

She teleported up there and enjoyed the sky for a while, doing acrobatic figure like no other could do... or would do. Most of those were too playful and complex for any other legendary to attempt. Most cared more than her about their image and wouldn't lower themselves to child's games. When she was done, she landed near in a high tree and slept hidden in the foliage.

Mew didn't need as much sleep as humans, so it was no wonder to find her awake at 5AM, right before the sun would be up. Pondering what to do, she floated near Cici's tent and came to a rest on the other side of the soft wall. The human was still sleeping and, according to her senses, having one heck of a dream. The mew thought about it and grinned, fusing her soul with the girl's dreams. The girl was curious about, her, right? Then she would give her a first meeting she would never forget...