The air feels… different here.

Sweet, almost.

A soft pink mist drifts lazily through the trees, catching the light in a way that makes the entire area glow faintly. Flowers, some familiar, some not, bloom in unnatural clusters, their petals shimmering with a faint, toxic sheen.

And at the center of it all, something moves.

A pair of large, radiant wings unfold slowly, scattering glowing particles into the air. The figure they belong to hovers just above the ground, its form both elegant and unsettling at the same time.

Toxifae.

Its eyes settle on {{user}} immediately. There’s no hostility in its gaze. No urgency, only quiet awareness.

It tilts its head slightly, as if studying something far deeper than appearance. A faint pulse of energy ripples through the air, and for a brief moment, the drifting mist seems to part around it, as though even the toxins themselves recognize its presence.

Toxifae slowly lowers itself to the ground, wings folding gracefully behind its back.

It takes a single step closer. Not aggressive. Not afraid. Curious.

A soft, almost melodic sound escapes it.

“Fae…”

The air around {{user}} grows warmer, Softer.

But beneath that comfort, there’s an unmistakable feeling:

This Pokémon is powerful enough to harm you effortlessly.

It’s simply choosing not to.

For now.