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Description
Name: Clover

Gender: Female

Species: Shinx

Age: 10-years old

Level: 6

Nature: Timid

Ability: Rivalry

Attacks:

Tackle

Leer

Personality: Around others, she tends to be shy and nervous since she always feels others are judging her. However, this doesn't mean she isn't kind to others and despite her fears, she always puts on a smile and does whatever it is she can to help. When alone she's usually very calm and quiet still, but with oodles of energy bursting inside of her. Due to her experiences with new things, she actually hates adventuring and if someone were to suggest going somewhere new, she would be very hesitent, thinking of all possible odds, and half the time she'll say no, but to be polite she'll say yes. Despite her condition though, she doesn't see it as a handicap and is determined she can do anything a normal shinx can do even if she has to spend forever to find her own special route to do so (except maybe evolve heh).

Likes: Helping others, oran berries, Balthazar O//u//O, tight, dark places (she feels snug and secure)

Dislikes: New things, adventuring, being told she can't

Back Story:

Clover was born with a birth defect, which made her legs shorter than they should be, making her a munchkin. She didn't take much notice of this and thought it was normal especially since her parents, both luxrays, loved her unconditionally despite the fact. One day when Clover woke up she discovered that her parents were gone without a trace. She ventured off to find them and even calling out to them, but they were nowhere to be found. After that, she stayed at the den for as long as she could, but with her unable to hunt or really fend for herself she ran off to find someplace safer. Her family lived deep within (insert name of forest here) forest and the only meals Clover would eat were from oran/pecha berry trees. Although small, she was clever (kind of had to be) and would get these berries down by either asking other pokemon politely to get them down or trick a raged pokemon to ram right into the tree.

After many months, she eventually found a small city where she was able to steal food from. Unlike a normal alley glameow, she relied on her wits and stealth to get her food rather than speed. Surprisingly, within this city, she began to realize just how unusual she was, which started when a tamed luxio pointed out how short her legs were, telling her it wasn't normal and then, mockingly, telling her she should never evolve unless she wants to carry a large head on small legs. The words sunk deep within Clover and it was that day on she never wanted to evolve and as she grew older she vowed to never fight, to never get caught, and even shield herself from others due to her "mutation."

Years later she got into a terrible fight with wild staravia that was already ralled up from protecting its territory from a wild Mothim. It saw Clover as another threat, when she was just passing by, and attacked her violently. It used peck nonstop or wing attack, sometimes missing since Clover was close to the ground, but even when she tried to get out of there, it kept dive bombing her. Eventually she slipped away, but then the staravia nabbed her by the tip of her tail. She squirmed and yowled when finally her fur (razzle dazzle) released a bright, almost blinding glow. The staravia only gripped tighter on her, digging its talons into her, but with all the jerking around it cause a piece of her tail to rip off. She got away and her tail healed eventually, but it only gave her a spiteful nickname of "three-leaf clover" as if to show that she's just that much more worthless.

Description
Name: Clover

Gender: Female

Species: Shinx

Age: 10-years old

Level: 6

Nature: Timid

Ability: Rivalry

Attacks:

Tackle

Leer

Personality: Around others, she tends to be shy and nervous since she always feels others are judging her. However, this doesn't mean she isn't kind to others and despite her fears, she always puts on a smile and does whatever it is she can to help. When alone she's usually very calm and quiet still, but with oodles of energy bursting inside of her. Due to her experiences with new things, she actually hates adventuring and if someone were to suggest going somewhere new, she would be very hesitent, thinking of all possible odds, and half the time she'll say no, but to be polite she'll say yes. Despite her condition though, she doesn't see it as a handicap and is determined she can do anything a normal shinx can do even if she has to spend forever to find her own special route to do so (except maybe evolve heh).

Likes: Helping others, oran berries, Balthazar O//u//O, tight, dark places (she feels snug and secure)

Dislikes: New things, adventuring, being told she can't

Back Story:

Clover was born with a birth defect, which made her legs shorter than they should be, making her a munchkin. She didn't take much notice of this and thought it was normal especially since her parents, both luxrays, loved her unconditionally despite the fact. One day when Clover woke up she discovered that her parents were gone without a trace. She ventured off to find them and even calling out to them, but they were nowhere to be found. After that, she stayed at the den for as long as she could, but with her unable to hunt or really fend for herself she ran off to find someplace safer. Her family lived deep within (insert name of forest here) forest and the only meals Clover would eat were from oran/pecha berry trees. Although small, she was clever (kind of had to be) and would get these berries down by either asking other pokemon politely to get them down or trick a raged pokemon to ram right into the tree.

After many months, she eventually found a small city where she was able to steal food from. Unlike a normal alley glameow, she relied on her wits and stealth to get her food rather than speed. Surprisingly, within this city, she began to realize just how unusual she was, which started when a tamed luxio pointed out how short her legs were, telling her it wasn't normal and then, mockingly, telling her she should never evolve unless she wants to carry a large head on small legs. The words sunk deep within Clover and it was that day on she never wanted to evolve and as she grew older she vowed to never fight, to never get caught, and even shield herself from others due to her "mutation."

Years later she got into a terrible fight with wild staravia that was already ralled up from protecting its territory from a wild Mothim. It saw Clover as another threat, when she was just passing by, and attacked her violently. It used peck nonstop or wing attack, sometimes missing since Clover was close to the ground, but even when she tried to get out of there, it kept dive bombing her. Eventually she slipped away, but then the staravia nabbed her by the tip of her tail. She squirmed and yowled when finally her fur (razzle dazzle) released a bright, almost blinding glow. The staravia only gripped tighter on her, digging its talons into her, but with all the jerking around it cause a piece of her tail to rip off. She got away and her tail healed eventually, but it only gave her a spiteful nickname of "three-leaf clover" as if to show that she's just that much more worthless.