Moemon In a Gender Imbalanced World

Chapter 2. Struggle and Comfort

A/N: Took a bit longer than I expected it to, nonetheless it's done and done. For anyone reading this enjoy!

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"Fuaaah! That was refreshing!" You say contently, the fresh water dripping down your chin.

"Niigh!" The little Nidoran replied happily as she looks over at you, before scooping some more water from the clear river and continuing to drink.

You take a closer look at her, specifically her wounds. You can clearly make out some of the bruises and cuts in her hands, legs, and face. You can only imagine the amount of damage those Spearrows kicks inflicted underneath her garments too. 

Feeling revigorated and thankful to the girl, you pick yourself up, drawing the attention of Nidoran as she glances up at you with a confused gaze. "Stay here and rest," you tell her, smiling. "I'm gonna go gather some wood for a fire, as well as try to find some plants that might be good for you," you walk and pick up your trusty stick that's leaning against a tree. "Maybe I'll get lucky and find some food too, though no promises on that one." 

You figure you probably won't have time to do a thorough search for food today, seeing as the sun is coming down finally, and you needed to get back with the wood to try and start a fire before dark. "Niigh, Nido-No!" She says, worry clear in her crimson eyes, probably thinking that she should join you or perhaps just worried that you'd abandon her.

"I'll be fine, Nidoran. And don't worry, I don't plan on leaving you," you reassure her, and her posture and facial expression seem to relax a bit. "I'll stay near the area so I don't get lost, and I'll mark some trees as an extra precaution. You stay and rest." You say as you start leaving.

"Nidoran!" she replies with determination, a deep feeling of trust in her tone. 

Needless to say, you felt like the man as you left the area to go gathering, hoping that you won't come back empty handed so that Nidoran might look at you with admiration and glee, something that actually motivated you more to make this a successful trip. Though now that you thought of it, it was a bit weird trying to impress upon a pokemon like she's an actual girl. 

But... she's an actual girl though... and a cute one at that too... A very, very cute girl. 

You space off thinking about Nidoran, remembering how good she smelled, and how soft to the touch she was when you carried her in your arms. You suddenly felt yourself popping a tent, and you quickly realize that you're starting to get stupid funny feelings from a pokemon. You curse your 13-year-old hormonal body, and you quickly force yourself to tone down your horniness and focus on the objective ahead.

During your trip, you find fallen branches and some thicker pieces of wood that you swiftly gathered, you place them on a spot that is in the direction you came from, and you cleverly place the wood so it looks like an arrow pointing in that direction, just in case you forget the way back.

You find a sharp looking stone that resembles a kitchen knife and take that too, conveniently it fitted nicely on your pocket, and you made sure to use it straight away on the trees by marking an X on them as a directional guide.

You kept going west and in a straight line for a while but knowing you didn't want to stray too far away, you carve a tree with multiple X's in all directions to mark it as an important point, and started heading south, keeping up marking while searching for anything useful or edible.

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After about an hour of searching you found some good stuff, your luck seemed to have turned around quite a bit. You found some flowers that resembled chamomile, the same kind that your mother grows on her pots and uses whenever she wants to make some tea. Though you couldn't turn it into tea without a container, you figure that you could at least grind it enough to turn into some ointment, which was infinitely better than nothing. You knew from your mom that it helps in reducing inflammation, healing, and helps you sleep.