Lunafreya and OTA
Restless at home, Luna gave up trying to meditate or entertain the other Pokemon (not like she could get anything out of Snorlax). She was far too used to being active, on the move. Here, she could relax, could rest, but she...needed to be needed. She'd tried to tell Nyx but he took her protection so seriously. Perhaps she could show him how useful she could be. And admittedly this was a good opportunity; he had gone on another supply run through the doors. What were the chances she'd end up in the same place? It had to be low probability. She'd go through another door and be back before he could find out. And she'd bring supplies.
Taking one of the weapons Valkyrie left (gods, she missed their erstwhile roommate), Lunafreya headed for the doors. Random choice took her into a wooded area. Not bad; rather picturesque as the sun was setting. She strapped the sword belt to her hip as she looked around. Pretty but...there was no sign of a town or other habitation. Frowning, she strained to listen. Not much. Should she walk further or head back?
Deciding to try another door, she turned back just as the existing door slammed shut. "What.." she gasped, reached for it and pulling hard, a bit desperately. It didnt budge. Nyx hadn't warned her that this could happen. It couldn't be that common (or he just never pictured a time she'd go through without him). Taking a deep breath, she turned back to the forest. The sun had set and now a mist rolled in. What had been lovely before was now a forbidding, menacing copse of trees. She was stuck.
"Nyx is going to kill me," she murmured aloud, despondent, before taking a step into the woods.