My Little Umbreon—The Child Of The Night
Once my sweet Eevee,
innocent and bright,
Was suddenly changed into a
Child of the Night.
Yes, Eevee did evolve
into a grandiose Umbreon,
Who lives for the moonlight
and creeps in the dark.
Though, his pace throughout
life remains rather stark,
The pale white eyes can’t go
without a remark.
When Eevee was born in
front of my eyes,
I instantly notice his
personality was a surprise.
He’s always acted a little
gothic,
But never did I understand his
eyes that were melodic.
From the time of birth,
He’s always been mirth,
Yet, still contains mystery.
He’s come to be close to me,
And I can’t forget how he
loves Cellestria, too.
The two of them are
inseparable and perhaps it’s because they both are rare in form.
Cellestria, my Espeon, with blue
eyes out of the norm,
And Umbreon with his
white eyes instead of red,
Have always been friends,
promising to hold fast to each other until they are dead.
Besides Espeon and Umbreon,
though,
I’ve always wanted to be the
perfect trainer, always ready to go,
And to be a good friend of
Pokemon no matter how hard it’ll snow!
We have been close friends, Umbreon
and I,
And the closeness we share
must never tear.
One day when training with Umbreon,
the great shadow stalker,
I could have sworn I’d seen
him walk to her with a sparkle in his eyes,
And that’s when a name came
that I couldn’t resist saying.
So I called Umbreon
over and told him what name I wanted for him.
“The name I wish for you is Starnestra.
And I believe it is a fine name,
Just as fine of a name as Cellestria’s
name, unique and pure of the essence of you.
Do you find it to your liking,
Child of the Night?”
And Umbreon shook his
head with glee and smiled at me.
Cellestria stood but a few feet away and
opened her mind to mine to say,
“Dear Mother, dear Sister! You
have done it again.
First, you gave a beautiful
name to me and now one to my friend.
You must be wise indeed, for Umbreon
needed that name. What a fine deed!”
That is what my dear Espeon
said with much happiness and not a bit of dread.
To me, naming
your Pokemon is a memorable time
And I don’t
think I can ever forget the names in this rhyme.
So, from that
day on, Starnestra was his official name,
Trying to fight against the innocent
and the weak,
Together, Starnestra
and my Eevee Teams prove to always defend those who help do seek.
We have promised to forever be
Friends to the end
And to always defend
The weak and helpless.
And never do we stress
About our lives’ little
mundane pursuits,
For we always have bigger
adventures and tasks at hand.
Together we stand, Starnestra
and I, hand in hand,
Learning from each other the
secrets of life.
Where would I be without my
Little Umbreon?
Without the Child of the
Night’s aura and glow.
Oh, Starnestra, My Child,
How your pale eyes glow like
the moon,
And your yellow rings shine
like the sun.