Sora Pokemon Novels & Stories

Arwyn said nothing, her head held high and her eyes fixed firmly ahead, clearly uninterested in the interruption. "Well, you looked a bit bored, so I thought I’d ride along," Sora continued, her voice lilting. "Do you mind if I join your team? Let’s make it a trio?" She smiled faintly, her gaze flickering to Arwyn, though the question was directed at me. "Actually, Sora, I just want Arwyn to be my—" "Why not?" Arwyn interjected, her tone suddenly bright. "Of course, you can join, Sora. Our team is open to new members." She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes.

A knock. Urgent. Sora’s second-in-command, a wiry woman named Fen, entered, breathless.“Your Majesty. There’s someone at the eastern gate.”My heart leapt.“Who?” Kira asked.“She won’t give her name. But she’s wounded. Burned. And she asked for you.”I didn’t wait for more. I was already moving, boots echoing down the stone corridors, cloak dragging behind me like a second shadow.The woman was slumped against the gate post when I arrived, blood crusted on her brow, her armor scorched. But even beneath the soot and pain, I recognized her.Sora.She looked up as I approached, and the eyes that met mine were wrong.Not broken.Changed.“Sora,” I breathed, falling to my knees beside her. “Where are the