Most Umbreon were rather well known for being antisocial and cold. Preferring to stick to themselves, and only coming out at night, most Pokémon couldn't say they know an Umbreon well enough to call them a friend, or even an acquaintance.
Then there was this Umbreon, casually strolling right through the middle of the village in broad daylight. It was a strange sight to behold indeed. However, the resident of this village did not care to get to know this one for a very good reason.
Umbreon's gaze bounced from one Pokémon to the next, trying to decide who to have some fun with today. There weren't many Pokémon left who haven't been on the receiving end of his antics already. Umbreon wasn't too worried about that though, he always found a Pokémon to mess with eventually. He grinned as his wide, plump rear wiggled side to side as he walked. His gut was overstuffed on the berry feast he had with his brothers yesterday, and he was eager to show a fellow villager just how much gas he had!
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