Mobian Victini - Origins p24Shadow sat in the Knothole clearing, saying nothing and watching everything.More Like This
He was eating a kiwi fruit. While he did not particularly like the taste, the flavor was tangy and the pulp was filling. It was also the first thing he saw in the dining hall, which he had grabbed and immediately departed in an effort to avoid as much contact as possible with the other Freedom Fighters. He was quietly trying to control his seething rage by focusing on consuming the fruit in peace and quiet.
The Flicky-thing was irritating him. Why couldn't it just stay away? It seemed as if no matter where he turned, the tiny monstrosity was sure to cross his path.
It even had the gall to confront him, pleading for him to stop hating it. It had read his thoughts again, and he felt as if his privacy had been once again violated. Only Sonic's intrusion and the reminder of his contract with Sally had stopped him from killing it right then and there out of sheer frustration.
Sonic. Grr. He had no business b