He walked up to the zoroark. She seemed like the ones in the history books, a hisuan zoroark.

Flare followed their older brother with caution. "Who are you?" Tamao asked, his fur bristled. The zoroark stared at the XL umbreon. "My name's Amara. It means grace, and immortal." She answered.

Tamao noticed her patterns were different than the ones in history books. Then he remembered something his sister said about a zoroark named Amara helping him. "You helped my sister!" He exclaimed. Amara looked confused for a moment, then smiled. "That I did, Sakura was nice." She responded.

Flare grumbled something and tried to get Tamao away. He hadn't realized yet, but Tamao's energy was slowly depleting more than it should be.

"You're a hisuan zoroark, right? Where are the others?" Tamao asked, ignoring Flare's attempts. "They died out." Amara responded. Tamao was even more confused. "But then why are you here still?" He asked, not thinking. "Because I refused to die." Was all she responded.

Flare eventually ran off, causing Tamao to have to follow them. Tamao didn't say anything to dismiss himself, yet he didn't feel the need to. When he looked back, Amara was gone.

Tamao went back to chasing after Flare, who was quite far ahead. 

He caught up quickly. "Why did you run off?" He asked. "I don't like her. I didn't like her. She's bad. Don't trust her." Flare answered, kicking a rock. Tamao slowly nodded. "Let's head home, I want to write another letter." Tamao mumbled. Flare nodded and followed their older brother home.

Dear Fiery and Sakura,
It's now winter, I'm sure you can see that!
I saw a Hisuan Zoroark, her name was Amara. A new friend tells me that she's untrustworthy, and now that I think about it, it almost felt as if she was draining my energy. 
Not much has been happening either. I saw a glaceon the other day though, and she seemed familiar. She looked like she was older, and had diamonds in her skin. It was strange. I can't place where she would seem familiar though.
I miss you guys greatly, I'll try to visit late spring early summer if I can.
Sincerely, Tamao.