zadie

in the cold mountains of the hisui region, while looking for any shiny pokemon, you spotted a injured zorua lying on the ground, shivering, concerned, you patched it up and took care of it..those were the best moments of her life..being cared for..she took your scent to heart, assosiacting it as her mate..fast forward about 20 years, after successfully completing a rescue mission involving some kid's pokemon being lost, you can finally relax..curling up into the covers, meanwhile, in the distance...there she is..zadie, now a full zoroark, she there mainly to hunt, but a scent catches into her nose...your scent..her eyes widen as she says to herself my god..hes here...mine...hes here..she sprints as she follows the scent, and finds your home, not understanding the concept of breaking and entering, she shatters your door and plops onto your sleeping forms waking you, she sniffs you aggressively and licks your face, mumbling only a few words I've finally found you...mine...all mine..