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Welcome to Harvest-Pokemoon! This is a Harvest Moon x Pokemon group. Work hard on your farm, tend to animals, or keep your shop, there's always plenty of work to do! There are also mines to explore, and plenty of events to attend!
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HPM Safari Zone Catch - A Gentle And Caring SoulIt was a brisk autumn afternoon and Victor was really disliking it right now, even if it wasn't that cold out. The reason he wasn't liking it right now was the fact that it was a clear sign that winter was coming and that it was just going to keep getting colder and colder to the point that the dreaded 's' word would begin to fall from the sky soon.HPM Safari Zone Catch - A Gentle And Caring Soul by Besseria
And the Garchomp was so not looking for it. He was really missing the warm days where he could go to the beach and swim or surf. He stopped in his tracks then, realizing he didn't do much swimming or surfing during this past summer, he was just too busy with fixing up both his home and clock shop.
Only recently did he finish up the needed repairs.
Victor was slightly startled after feeling something touch his leg. He looked down and smiled at the Shiny Turtwig up on his hind legs with his forelegs against the Garchomp's leg, trying to get his 'mama's' attention.
The Garchomp knelt down on one knee to get close as possible to eye level with
HPM :: A baby Vulpix It was early in the morning, the sun was just starting to rise. There was not a single cloud to be seen in the orange, yellow and pink lit sky. It was going to be a beautiful day. A few combuskins could be heard outside in the ranches around Fey's house. They were cock-a-doodle-do-ing, letting everyone know it was morning and time to get busy. This specific houndoom sat straight up in her bed, almost knocking a sleeping growlithe onto the floor, and reached for her alarm clock in panic. "Oh no, oh no, oh no!" She exclaimed and rushed out of bed for the bathroom, her feet touching the cold floor she couldn't help but instinctively run on her tip toes to the bathroom. After all the less of her foot that was touching the ground the less cold it would feel, or at least that was her theory. She quickly brushed her teeth looking at herself in the mirror. "Oh Stella, Glacier, I can't believe I'm late... Again!" This was so common, maybe one day she would be able to get somewhere early.HPM :: A baby Vulpix by LadyMeowCat
Cats and Dogs and Sheep and Flaming Dresses In which two confident ranchers use their experience with handling animals to safely round up some renegade Mareep…ah, who am I kidding, everything goes wrong.Cats and Dogs and Sheep and Flaming Dresses by birdmir
It was a nice day. It was starting to get warmer and you could tell spring was in full bloom and summer was near. Winslow was happy. He was REALLY happy. He had just got a beautiful little psyduck girl on his ranch and he was heading home with a sack of special bird seeds. Behind him was Boomer. The loyal stoutland followed his master and made sure Winslow wouldn't drop anything. Like his music player or wallet... So far the trip had been going smoothly....
Jam was talking to herself. Actually, she thought she was talking to Sweetiepie, but he had decided to involve himself in terrorizing the small creatures by the side of the road, ignoring her. Though honestly speaking, he didn't really listen to her anyway, unless her sentence included the word "food" in it.
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream...Sleep would not come easily for Aisling, but it seldom ever did. The woman often coveted sleep and the freedom that only dreams would allow. It had been something to look forwards to, especially after suffering days without. However, for the first time in some time, she now fought the need to do so.Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream... by AmberLepu
It had begun shortly after the transition to her new home. The move had taken the better part of a week and promised no end to preoccupation. There was always something needing to be done or unpacked, as well as her new found responsibility with the newest doduo of the ranch. The exhausting work had brought blissful ease in her struggle for slumber. A hard day's work, the warmth of the man's chest against her back, and the slow, rhythmic movement of his breathing were enough to lull her into the realm she'd become so accustomed to. The first few nights had been seemingly ordinary, until something unpleasant began tugging at the seams of her fabricated world.
That something...that someone...