Insif’s Introduction - A new challenger approaches
Author's note: This is a short story to introduce my new dewott character, Insift :)
With toes splayed into the ground, Insif peers at the smaller human that'd just approached him. The leather of the gloves snugged to his charcoal-gray paws creaked and groaned as his toes, which stick out from custom made holes in the gloves (the equivalent of such holes in fingerless gloves), curl nearby what Insif assumed to be a pokemon trainer. "And what do you want?" The dewott asks with slight contempt for the trainer, already knowing what the human was likely looking to do. There's a flash below and after a moment, a pikachu appeared.
"Thunder, Pikachu!" The human shouted; but before the pikachu could even move, a shadow appeared above both his and his trainer's head. The bottom of Insif's foot-glove was rather dirty. The padded exterior of the leather was covered in dirt and grime from the Dewott having walked over the landscape, Insif had worked his feet into a bit of a sweat and so the gloves he wore about his paws were damp with the musky liquid. Bits and pieces of landscape fell from Insif's footwear along with a few, small droplets of sweat, causing the two below to cover their heads and run to avoid being pelted by gravel-sized particles. They didn't get far before a great, heavy, damp, musky weight crashes down and smothers them both. Insif rolls his eyes, looking down from above with disdain at his foot. He grinds it over the ground, making certain that the human and pokemon are well-introduced to the smell of his tired sole. His scowl becomes a bit of a smile after a moment, however. They did feel rather nice under his foot.
Heat, dampness and smell had become the world of the trainer and his pokemon. The leathery bottom of Insif's foot smeared everything the dewott had walked over into their bodies. Finally, the weight lifted and it seemed like they might escape. The pikachu struggled right along with his trainer but, unfortunately, fate had something else in mind for the two. As the foot of the dewott lifts, they're pulled into the air as well before being swung forward and brought down at a terrible speed. Pain rattled their very bones as part of Insif's weight grinds into them, the pressure causing more of the dewott's sweat to seep out of the glove and further humiliate them with its scent. If they get out of this alive, there'd be no way they'd get that smell out for a few weeks.
"What bothersome things these trainers are, thinking he could catch me... and with a pikachu no less." Insif muttered to himself as he walked, still enjoying the feeling of the two stuck to his foot-glove. "That'll teach them, though. They're lucky I don't just crush them outright. I really should." After a while, Insif walks over to a cliff-side and lifts his foot up. He grinds the trainer and Pikachu off of his foot-glove by dragging it across the edge of the cliff. With the two dislodged, he peers down and sniffs, snickering a little as he catches the smell of his own foot. "If I see you again, I'll crush both of you." He brings his fingers down; showing off the leather, fingerless gloves he wears about his hand-paws; matching, in color, with the gloves he wears on his feet, and flicks the little human and his pikachu, sending them both skidding over the landscape and into the distance. "Meh"
Insif adjusts his glasses and pulls his messenger bag over to his front-side, unclipping the latch to pull out a map. His charcoal-grey tail twitches a little behind him as he peers at the map for a while, then looks into the distance. "Hmm, only a little while longer before I reach my new home. I wonder who I'll meet there..." He grins a little, settling the map into his bag and closing it before he starts walking again, huge, black-gloved feet slapping into the ground and crushing any who get in their way.