by Oranges&Cream
After her death Velvet, a young dragon master of the Blackthorn family, finds herself in the body of a baby Tyrunt. Forced to navigate the world of Pokemon through new eyes and in new shoes, Velvet makes her mark on the world. Clawing her way up the latter from survival to the highest peak of strength she can reach while accidentally dragging a rag tag team of human and Pokemon along with her. Her biggest hurdle? Not having another damn temper tantrum. This is my first fic, and first time writing in a long while, so forgive me for any grammatical issues since I avoid AI grammar tools like a plague at this point with all the subscription and AI mumbo jumbo. Anyways, this will likely not be entirely lore friendly, and I'll be avoiding the hyper strict game rules as well. There will be some gore, Pokemon eat Pokemon stuff, however the world won't be hyper realistic. This fic is the consequence of a stay at home wife going stir crazy waiting for her favorite authors to update, so hopefully it eventually goes beyond that and continues on past what I see myself doing. Not to say I'll end it half way or at the eerie and contemptible chapter 50, I'll try my best to keep updating so please forgive me if my update schedule is all over the place. <3
