#twelfthranger

          She’s actually quite happy today. Maybe it’s because she finally figured out the recipe to a really nice berry dish involving Lum berries, brown sugar and nuts, all of which she could hopefully find in the forest with a little bit of asking around.

          Ume was quite happy she’d even remembered the recipe her mother taught her, her memory tended to be awful if it wasn’t drilled into her head like the lyrics to a song or steps to a dance. She was just naturally good at that sort of thing, where as words were rather difficult to remember.

           She wanted to find those walnuts first.

                    The air around the lake was pretty cold, but Curtis didn't mind it at                     all. Not when he was sitting comfortably on a folding chair with a                     line out into the dark blue depths of the water, both objects found                     within the closet of his cabin. How was it that everything that he                     could have ever wanted to use was in there? The questions just                     continued to pile up. But now that he was here fishing, all of them,                     his troubles and questions, just seemed to melt away as he stared at                     the calm surface of the water.

                    As he raised his arms to stretch, his green eyes saw the figure of a                     boy a few years younger than him looking around the area with                     caution and hesitancy. For a moment his heart skipped a beat as he                     watched the other, wariness creeping up its way through him at the                     thought of having to deny being Christoph to another person. But                     perhaps it was because he was by the water where he felt at home,                     but he felt he could do it confidently. So when the other approached                     him after noticing him sitting by the water, he gave him a friendly                     smile and spoke in a gentle voice.

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         The champion paused in unhooking the fish as he felt the mouse pokemon’s tiny paws digging into his shoulder, its lithe body tense and ready to either fight or run upon command.  He however, could not see what exactly had made his pokemon on guard, as the forest was as silent with only the trees rustling as it followed the wind’s pattern.

          Finally, a cry of a pokemon he didn’t recognize echoed in the forest, followed by a sound that he did recognize--a Kabutop’s agitated cry.  He couldn’t mistake that pokemon, since he had one in his PC back in Kanto.  The trainer stood up at once, fishing rod and bag left by the pond as he let his Pikachu lead the way.

            After a few minutes of running through the undergrowth as red hues focused on the yellow pelt of the electric mouse, he soon saw what had caused a Kabutop’s cry.  A male, holding a orange pokemon in his hands seemed to be trying to run from it--since he could see the boy’s fatigued figure.  Had he stumbled upon the shellfish pokemon’s nest?  Or was it just naturally hostile thanks to its nature?

              Either way, he had to help.  Fingers soon grazed the pokeball of his beloved water type before with a flash of light came from the spherical object.  With his Blastoise materialized, he pointed toward the Kabutops before his words formed in a hoarse voice.

                “Hydro Cannon.”

                 At once, water shot out from the cannon like tubes in it’s shell, effectively hitting the brown pokemon back into the undergrowth.  His mouse pokemon soon raced its way over before pulling on the other male’s socks as if to say “Quick, Get Away!”  

"Megu, how're they lookin'?"

The trainer stood underneath the eaves of her cabin with only an open umbrella in hand as she watched her Meganium looking over the fields. Lyra had little experience in taking care of plants and the like, so she was quite glad that she had at least one Grass-type Pokémon that could help her with this task. The Herb Pokémon, completely unbothered by the rain, let out a cry of satisfaction towards his trainer after his inspection.

"Oh, they're ripe already?" Her question was answered with an eager nod from Meguri and a wide grin spread across her face as she approached the fields. "That's great! I didn't expect them to be ready so soon but—ah, I don't even cook that well, let alone with Berries... hm..."