There are a lot of sick people in the world one of which is Umbri's father.   She was a pretty little Umbreon femm, a crossbreed.  a product of a disturbed individual loving pokemon, the wrong way.  She was rather young about 19 by human standards and very pretty.  She was an orphan, her mother had died shortly after her 10th birthday.  Her father had followed shortly, after Umbri had found out what he had done to her mother.<br/>But despite her rather depressing upbringing umbri has become a very playful and warmhearted individual, If not a bit morbid at times... (end of backstory)<br/><br/>Umbri lay comfortably in the tree above, her body relaxed and draped over several branches.  She watched the typhlosion sleeping below as she idley played with the small crystal that hung around her neck, wondering if she should aproach him.  She couldn't think of a reason not to, she was feeling rather playful and realy had nothing to fear.  The small crystal around her neck was a particualry potent form of maxrevive that would activate as soon as the soul leaves the body reforming it's possesser almost immediatly.  this has conseqently left Umbri with a very avid facination with death, having exsperienced it many times in her lifetime.  she giggled lightly.  "what do I have to lose" her mind made up she made her way down the tree positioning herself on a small branch just within arms reach of the pokemen benethe her.  feeling giddy she chuckled as she reached down letting a small trace of dark energy brush down the length of your mussle, tickling you. "wake up sleepy head" her voice a beautyful mix of human and pokemon language*she is fluent in both*