A short distance away stood a girl with red hair pulled back into a single ponytail, hanging from one side. Her amber eyes glowed with something that could be thought to be similar to jealousy as she watched the other two trainers battle, but it really wasn't her style unless she was provoked. At her side stood her Absol, who wasn't terribly interested in the battle, either. The young woman smirked a little, suddenly making her seem stranger still, before she pet her Pokemon's head. She didn't need to say anything as the Absol leaned into her gentle touch. Despite her trainer having an expressionless face and a cold heart, the Pokemon was the only thing that she had ever dared show emotions towards. [i]That's an awfully nice Spearow...[/i] She thought to herself before shaking the thought away, as if the motion would cleanse her mind. [i]What is going on with me lately? Papa didn't rub off onto me, I hope...[/i]

She continued to watch the battle before she decided that it would be best for her to move into the light, as to not startle the other trainers who were gathering to watch. [i]Perhaps I should try getting into one of these traveling groups to get to Papa faster.[/i] She frowned at the thought of having to actually communicate with other people, but then again, it couldn't hurt to speak up every now and again. She hadn't heard her own voice for the past week or so, and that had been when she'd told her mother that she would go find Papa and bring him home to her in one piece. Even her mother had seemed surprised that she had vocally spoken to her. [i]Serves her right, pretending that I don't exist until Papa worries about me.[/i] And with that thought, she startled walking over as nonchalantly as she possibly could.

She nodded to the other trainers before continuing to watch, memorizing their moves and their Pokemon alike. Scarlet and Amya watched in stone cold silence, even their aura gave off a chill.