It was night time. Umbreon was asleep. Espeon crept into his room.

"Umbreon..." She whispered. "Wake up..."

Umbreon rose out of his bed, his raven- black fur blue in the moonlight, his golden fur- rings shining, his red eyes glowing. "What do you want?" He asked.

"Remember Ruby?" Espeon asked, looking into his blood- red eyes.

"Of course I remember Ruby! She's my daughter!" (Umbreon and Sylveon got married, even though they are WAY too young.)

"Oh, duh." Espeon muttered, embarrassed. She had forgotten somehow.

Umbreon looked at the stars from his window, then back at Espeon. "Don't you remember being an Eevee, anyway?" He asked.

"No, not really," Espeon answered simply.

"What do you mean 'no'?!" Umbreon asked, startled.

"Let me tell you my story," Espeon told Umbreon. "It'll all make sense soon,"