Mad MOAI
Actually more of a harmour fan
As Aihi's head turned inside the door, a lot of things were instantly black. She glanced over her shoulder at the humans, one of which had put his finger on a wall in a way that suddenly made the room brighter. The Glaceon couldn't remember exactly what this room was, but it did look slightly familiar.
She scanned the fairly large room closely, traversing the floor between walls to investigate the space. It definitely appeared to have been destroyed in some way, but that was a sort of understatement. There were various holes in the wall and signs of escaped Pokemon, although the methods were mixed and conspicuous. She tilted her muzzle upward; the scent of splices still draped the room, and their trails seemed to all be focused out of a certain door. She turned in a circle, nose to the floor, and looked up at the humans anxiously standing in the threshold. Did they intend to use her to find out where the chimeras had gone?
If that was it, they shouldn't be blocking the path. Curling her lips back in a growl, she began to shove past the large feet, which more than readily stepped aside at the audible determination of the blue vulpine. Aihi continued towards a different door across the hall - finding the scent seemed to go past it, and there really wasn't a way to verbally communicate with the scientists and tell them to open it, she rose up on her hind legs and irritably pawed at the wooden door. "It's this way," she hissed to herself. The splice still had no idea where this door led, and apparently she would find out relatively soon. Her petals flared in anticipation as one of the white-clothed humans reached out towards the door handle...
...and pulled it inwards.
She scanned the fairly large room closely, traversing the floor between walls to investigate the space. It definitely appeared to have been destroyed in some way, but that was a sort of understatement. There were various holes in the wall and signs of escaped Pokemon, although the methods were mixed and conspicuous. She tilted her muzzle upward; the scent of splices still draped the room, and their trails seemed to all be focused out of a certain door. She turned in a circle, nose to the floor, and looked up at the humans anxiously standing in the threshold. Did they intend to use her to find out where the chimeras had gone?
If that was it, they shouldn't be blocking the path. Curling her lips back in a growl, she began to shove past the large feet, which more than readily stepped aside at the audible determination of the blue vulpine. Aihi continued towards a different door across the hall - finding the scent seemed to go past it, and there really wasn't a way to verbally communicate with the scientists and tell them to open it, she rose up on her hind legs and irritably pawed at the wooden door. "It's this way," she hissed to herself. The splice still had no idea where this door led, and apparently she would find out relatively soon. Her petals flared in anticipation as one of the white-clothed humans reached out towards the door handle...
...and pulled it inwards.