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At the hottest points of the Unovan desert day, it is a rare Pokémon that can stand the heat and even then they cannot do so for long. Some Pokémon, such as the Bravariy and Mandibuzz endure the heat by taking shelter in the shade of their cliffside nests. Others, such as Sigilyph and Yamask, shelter in the ruins of the civilization that once called this land their home. The majority of Pokémon, however, make due with the shade of underground burrows.”
Clear blue skies and tan sands cover the screen, clearly depicting far miles of near nothing. After a couple of different scenes depicting the different landscapes a desert can consist of, the screen settles on an offwhite sand dune, a burrow at it’s base, with a Flygon hovering nearby. The back of the Flygon faces the camera as the dragon hovers above the far side of the sand dune, showing that it has no idea the burrow is there.
“Flygon are among the most adaptable of the deep deserts inhabitants, in other regions of the world they are able to be found across a variety of environments. In the region of Unova, Flygon have found themselves as desert specialists. The red, transparent scale lens covering the eyes of Flygon protects it from the scouring sandstorms that they love to hunt within.
The hearing abilities of Flygon are astounding, able to pick up the smallest vibrations of a Nincada from over a mile away. The ear coverings that protect their ears from the sands of a sandstorm reduce their hearing ability to that of a human, which unfortunately does not provide them with soundproofing from sound attacks. These coverings are quite strong, and thus are employed to protect these vital organs during the event of predation and during life and death struggles.”
In the burrow below the Flygon, a rust red, scaled muzzle has exposed itself to the scorching heat of daylight. The muzzle opens and lets out a deep laugh, like something that might come from a menacing villain of a PokéStar film booms. The Flygon, actively searching for prey, his ear coverings relaxed so as to allow for the best reception of sound, startles. It zooms off into the distance, desperate to get away from the threat it now knew was below it.
The rust red, scaled muzzle continues it’s laughter for another minute before retreating back into it’s burrow. The screen hops from the view of the dune to a darkened screen, showing the shadowed interior of the deeper depths burrow, exposing a Krookodile. The Krookodile closes it’s eyes, and pants off the heat of the day, a successful way to rid itself of the heat.
“It is mating season for the Sandile line. The heat of summer is perfect for the preservation and incubation of eggs. The heat keeps the majority of would-be egg thieves deep in the shade of underground burrows and ruins, while the Krookodile parents can take turns guarding the nest as the other hunts in the night. However, due to the scarcity of prey large enough to sustain a Krookodile means that they have very large territories. While this is usual for apex predators, in the sparse desert, it makes the process of meeting a partner quite difficult.
Krookodile have found an exceptional work around to the problem. Given their large size, with domestic Krookodile coming in at 5 feet long, head to rump, and wild Krookodile usually being double that, they have very deep voices. Pair that with their large lung capacity, and you have a call that is able to be transmitted for miles. It is just a bit unfortunate that the Krookodile’s mating call is a deep laughing kind of sound. The exact quality this laugh has varies by region. It is said that the tendency to have human villains laugh in movies originates from a playwright who often heard Krookodiles laugh at night growing up.”
The Krookodile turns itself around in it’s burrow, so that it faces the depths...and the camera. It moves forward languidly, slowly bypassing the camera until only the back half of the Pokémon is visible. Suddenly debris is flung by the forelimbs and is shoved towards the entrance again by the hindlegs. Some of the debris hits the camera, obscuring the bottom edge of the screen.
“The male Krookodile is in charge of preparing the nesting burrow, which are often located in the middle of deep sand dunes so as to prevent them from baking in the summer sun. The preparation of the nesting burrow is an important part of acquiring a mate. The female will pick her mate based on the quality of the nesting burrow. Should she find it not up to her standards, she will reject the male and continue her hunt elsewhere.”
The screen flashes from the burrowing male, who has buried the camera halfway already, to a different burrow. It is clear that this new burrow is in another region, due to the difference in sand colour, the sand of this burrow is a deep red. The camera slowly moves through the burrow, noticeably abandoned due to the slowly decaying walls and the unkept appearance of the floor. Bones are imbedded in the walls, femurs, spikes, skulls and more of common Pokémon are clearly visible. The entrance to the nesting site in the back has a mounted skull of a Kangaskhan, with the incubation chamber decorated by a plethora of unusually hued Marowak skulls. The screen zooms into the eye sockets of one of the Marowaks and slowly fades to black.
“Krookodiles will often decorate their burrows with the bones of their most impressive kills. Dragon Type Pokémon bones are amongst the most prized amongst Krookodiles, though bones of exotic and unusual Pokémon suffice as well. Some Krookodiles have a process in which they dye the skulls a different colour, though this process has not yet been captured on film.
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Black: They never allow prey to escape. Their jaws are so powerful, they can crush the body of an automobile.
Shield: While terribly aggressive, Krookodile also has the patience to stay hidden under sand for days, lying in wait for prey.