Wet Nightmares, Tale One: The Normal Ninetales & The Vulpix Camboy
Torin shivered as a mysterious coldness crawled over his body. This feeling confused the ninetales, he had just gotten into bed for the night, having fallen asleep with relative ease, why would a fire type like him feel cold? The only plausible answer...
The App Trap
A matching cap turned brim backward covered his unkempt, dirty-blonde, eboy, parted-in-the-middle haircut. a scraggly, nearly invisible goatee surrounded his mouth.