The accompaniment of friends rode off, riding higher and higher up the mountain. The passengers inside the truck passed the time talking about all sorts of rudimentary topics, whilst the boys at the back enjoyed the silence and beauty of their path to Forrest's intended food stop, especially now that Forrest had significantly slowed down.
After a few more minutes of driving, the group reached a flat region of the mountain, and as they disembarked the truck, the sight that beheld them was not at all what most had expected.
The grounds surrounding the building were a blend of natural and manicured elements. A cobblestone path led up to the front steps, lined with lantern posts and lush greenery. Native plants and wildflowers, chosen to thrive in the mountain climate, were planted to create a seamless integration with the natural landscape. A wooden hitching post stood at one side of the entrance, while a Victorian-style fountain with wrought-iron detailing served as the central focal point of the front garden.
The building itself was constructed from rich, dark wood stemming from Moonwood's very own natural trees that has been carefully aged and treated to withstand the harsh mountain elements and other such possible scenarios that could damage the building. Large, rough-hewn logs formed the foundational beams, and the outer walls were clad in deep, earthy-toned wooden planks. The roof of the saloon was a steep, gabled design, covered in weathered, slate-gray shingles that blended seamlessly with the surrounding rocky landscape, seeming almost like a camouflage. Ornate Victorian-esque trims, painted in contrasting whites and golds, decorated the eaves and gables, adding a touch of sophistication to the otherwise rugged and rough structure. Delicate wooden scrollwork and decorative brackets lined the edges of the roof, providing an elegant juxtaposition to the rough-hewn wood below.
Below the roof was a wide, wraparound porch that encircled the building, its floorboards polished to a smooth, inviting finish. The porch was supported by sturdy wooden posts, each adorned with intricate Victorian-like carvings and wrought-iron lanterns that lit up the night with a warm, welcoming glow, while rocking chairs and wooden benches were scattered along the porch.
The entrance to the building was marked by grand, saloon-style swinging doors, each crafted from heavy oak and intricately carved with floral motifs and wild rose patterns. Above the doors, a beautifully hand-painted sign read "Wines and Bourbon Bar" in elegant, flowing script, flanked by antique gas lanterns.
Akane and Forrest stood proud at the sight of the bar, whilst Azure, Bree, Crystal and Selena were dumbfounded but still they were amazed by the bar's architecture, all while Ember leaned against the car door, cleaning his glasses, disinterested at the sight of the bar. The Shiny Umbreon that accompanied them in the other hand was a little less amused.
Zero: Forrest?...Did you bring us to a bar of all things?
Forrest: Sure did moonblood, besides, the folks here ain't too bad, so long as mind your business, they'll mind yours
Zero: You could've told me in advance
Forrest: And let you say no? Not a chance Zero. Besides, this bar might not look the part, but the food they serve here is the best in all of Moonwood!
Ember: Excluding the fact that this bar operates beyond the jurisdiction of Moonwood, or any other city, you ain't wrong Collins, ate here before with Akane. Food's tasty
Akane: I can vouch for her Zero, went here with her a few weeks back, and with Em I think last Tuesday, shit was TASTY!
Zero:...If at any point a situation occurs-
Forrest: There won't BE a situation moonblood, these people wouldn't fucken dare try it while I'm there
Selena: So weedy has history here... interesting~
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A Dark Winter (Umbreon X Glaceon)
Fanfiction"Two worlds apart, two different fabricated realities they lived in, both united by the love they had for eachother..." Basic Story Summary: Zero, a monotonous and devoid of emotion Shiny Umbreon, finds himself lost in the Arctic, a dangerous Pokémo...
