The oldest forest

"Oh Konoha. Look what you did to the poor thing" Luna says floating into the tree and retreiving the dratini who was crying because it lost. The other dragons chuckle as they scatter

Konoha rubbed his forehead into his palm. "All I did was walk..." Konoha says. "Er... I'm sorry," Konoha says, "But you did pretty good. Not good... wonderful. You'll be a great fighter one day, and you can bet on that." Konoha smiled to the Dratini, giving a thumb up.

Dratini just bursts into another round of tears. "It can't understand you, it's only a baby" Luna says trying to make it stop. With a sigh she gives up and hands it to Konoha. "Hold her while I grab something" Luna says taking off leaving Konoha with the crying baby Dratini

Konoha caught the Dratini quickly before Luna let go, and she left to 'get something.' Konoha tried to do something to stop it from crying, at least make it less upset. Konoha pet it, thinking maybe that would work, sitting down with it. 'I don't have much skill at this... I wish I could at least make it feel a bit better...' Konoha thought.

Luna returns with a sort of clay bottle that she holds out to Konoha. "Try feeding it" Luna says. The bottle was filled with berry juice

Konoha took the bottle from Luna, studying it for a few seconds, then lowered it to Dratini. "How would you like Berry Juice?" Konoha asks, rather than forcing it in its face like he saw some people do before to other Pokemon and babies. He could only hope the Dratini would accept it.

Dratini's crying slows to sniffling as it smells the bottle then starts drinking the juice

Konoha had a smile form, the Dratini had finally stopped crying. "Thanks," Konoha says to Luna, looking at her, then back to Dratini.

"At least my old bottle came in handy for something" Luna says sitting againest a tree. The Dratini had it's eyes half closed by this point

Konoha looked at the Dratini with its half-asleep eyes, and at the 'old' bottle he had been using to feed Dratini. 'The Pokemon are lucky to have Luna here,' Konoha thought. 'What if I stay in this time...? Will that effect the past? That will only mean it was supposed to happen, right?' He pondered over whether he really wanted to go back to the past or not for a while.

Dratini yawns letting go of the bottle and it's eyes droop shut. Luna pulls out her ocarina and starts playing for the first time in ages

Konoha set the bottle down when Dratini lets go. After it had yawned and went to sleep, it made him feel like he at least did something right this time. He had stayed quiet so he would not wake the Dratini. Konoha badly wanted to wash his shoes, but resisted.

A pidgey flies by and drops a steaming 'present' right on Konoha's head. Luna had saw and couldn't help but burst out laughing

Konoha felt it and had almost burst, but he wanted to leave the Dratini to its rest, so he merely breathed, but he thought he could see steam coming from his ears. 'It seems everything is turning against me now, of all times...' Konoha says, head down.

Luna gets up managing to slow her laughter to a chuckle. She gently takes the Dratini and nods in the direction the closest stream was

When Luna had picked up Dratini and pointed out the stream, Konoha walked over to it and bent down by it. He washed his hair, as well as his shoe, of both bird gifts and Dragon fertilizer. "Ugh... this is quite gross..."

"Be glad it wasn't a Staraptor present. Your whole head would be covered" Luna says quietly. And as if by jinx a staraptor flies by and drops a 'present' on Konoha, missing his head but hitting his back. Luna very nearly bursts out laughing again but manages to hold it in

((Last one XD))

"Urgh... what did I ever do...?" Konoha says, as now his clothing was ruined, and not much he could do about it. He surely couldn't take it off. He leans himself over, then falls in unexpectedly into the water. Growlithe runs to the edge of the stream line, but it couldn't go into the water to save her master, given the fact that Growlithe was a fire type.

"Goldeen goldeen" Luna's goldeen was in the stream and helps Konoha stay afloat. All the noise from what was happening woke the Dratini up. It yawns still half asleep till it catchs sight of Konoha. Within seconds it was out of Luna's arms and in the stream helping to pull him back to shore

Konoha felt Goldeen holding him up. He couldn't open his eyes right away because of all the water going down his face. He brushed some of his hair away, and could only squint through the water going over his eyes and could see Dratini coming right at him. It had helped him manage to get out from the water. Konoha coughed a bit, but that was it. He was more wet than anything else though, but at least now... his clothes weren't so gross. "Er... thanks," Konoha says to Dratini, and to Goldeen, though he was looking at the ground so it would be hard to figure he was talking to both of them.

"So fighting and swimming. Anything else I got to teach you?" Luna asks crossing her arms and tapping her foot

"Hey, I can swim! It was... unexpected, that's all," Konoha says to Luna. "...and what way are you going to teach me how to fight?" Konoha feels himself ask out of instinct from hearing that. Certainly not by pitting him against the other dragons here, right? He'd stand no chance against them.

"You know I beat big red many times before I became a lunaris again. By the time I'm done with you you'll be doing the same. First, better get you some stronger and less smelly cloths." Luna says. "Spinarak spin spin. Wur wurmple" Luna calls. Several Spinarak and Wurmple come down from the trees at her call. After a short chat with them they head for Konoha a few chuckling. "Stay still and let them work" Luna says walking away to give him some privacy while the pokemon made him new cloths

Konoha felt himself cringe at first, bit managed to stay calm. Though it felt odd to have wurmple and Spinarak on him like this. He stood still as he could, trying not to let the bug Pokemon get to his nerves. He would probably look bad if he did that as well.

After around half a hour the pokemon were done with his cloths