Imagine, After Akari Discovers A Way To Return Home And Tells Ingo, He Agrees To Accompany Her As It’s

Imagine, after Akari discovers a way to return home and tells Ingo, he agrees to accompany her as it’s not safe to travel such a dangerous track alone. He informs the Pearl Clan of his  decision, Irida is saddened to say goodbye but understanding of his choice to return to the time he came from. Then Ingo tells his Lady Sneaseler…

He expects her to be upset by his choice, after all she had done form him. Saving his life in the icelands, giving him a purpose among the Pearl Clan, becoming his closest friend in a way that reminded him so much of those warm purple flames that haunt his memory.

Instead of anger or betrayal, she just nods, before turning away and climbing up the mountain. Ingo is left standing alone in the cold wind as he watches her ascent. He then straightens up, tugs his cap down over his eyes, and returns to Jubilife Village.

Hours later, as they’re all saying their final goodbyes before Akari summons Arceus, Ingo can’t help but glance toward the mountains after every hug or handshake. Irida tries to comfort him, assuring she’ll make absolutely sure that whoever fills his position will take the best care of Lady Sneasler and her kits.

It’s then that the clawed Noble of the Highlands makes her appearance, accompanied by some of her mature sneasel offspring and her basket clearly carrying something heavy within it. Ingo is surprised but grateful to see her one last time.

Except it’s not the last time at all, as Lady Sneaseler hands her eldest kit a razor claw and then joins Ingo beside Akari as every one watchers her kit evolve into the next Pearl Noble of the highlands.

After the initial shock Ingo quickly realized what this all meant and is so very moved that she would choose to stay beside her warden. He asks if she’s sure, as while he can’t remember the details of his home, he knows it’s dramatically different from Hisui and she may become the only one of her kind. She just smirks and opens her basket to reveal her latest clutch of eggs, safely secured in enough fur, feathers, and foliage for a safe travel to their new home.

And so, this is how just a few weeks later, after finally being reunited at long last with his brother, Emmet got to experiance the joy of being severely poisoned by a half dozen tiny purring sneaslets.