[Wrath watches her as though she's slipping her hand into a hornet's nest, and when she pulls out the tiny flower creature, his eyes widen even more and he shies backwards with a gasp.]
[8[ WHAT IS THIS UNHOLY BEAST.]
[The Zubat on his head looks rather alarmed too. Its ears are standing straight up.]
this is going to be the beginning of wrath's inexplicable fear of fairy types
[8[ WHAT IS THIS UNHOLY BEAST.]
[The Zubat on his head looks rather alarmed too. Its ears are standing straight up.]