[h1][color=2e8b57]Isla Gill[/color][/h1][sub][hr][color=2e8b57]Location:[/color] Route 1
[color=2e8b57]Mentions:[/color] N/A[/sub]

She was frozen, still as can be, watching the fox Pokémon make his quick approach on the jerky to nibble here and there. It wasn’t anything she actually recognized, with a little body and a big head, darker colorations and a great splayed-out tail, but…well something about the little guy was just heartwarming in a strange little way. Maybe it was the white markings about his face? She really wasn’t sure. Swallowing, Isla considered what to do next, altogether wanting to maybe…maybe befriend the little guy? A pang in her stomach came with that thought. Somehow [i]that[/i] felt wrong, too. Is that how trainers just were, that they could just pick out a Pokémon and say ‘this is mine’, and that was that? Well, that was the same with Dancing, though, and…well, if things weren’t how this one liked them, then she could set him free and that would be that…or send him back to the lab, for the professor to contemplate and settle, so on and so forth. Besides, it was technically her job, Pokémon studies, and catching them was one of the quicker ways to go about doing that. 

Isla swallowed, carefully drawing out another piece of jerky to lightly toss closer to her. If the method worked again, tried and true, then…well, maybe that could just be the method. She threw it in an arc, the piece lightly landing in the grass a bit closer to her. The little Pokémon’s head snapped over to it, ears perking up, before it snapped onto her.

[i]Whoops[/i]. Stock still again, her eyes unconsciously wide at the stare of the other, she waited to see what the wild Pokémon would do.

[hr][hider=Pokémon | Inventory][color=2e8b57]Pokémon:[/color][list][*] Dancing | Eevee | Level 5 | Anticipation | Pokéball
Tackle, Tail Whip, Covet, Growl, Helping Hand, Sand Attack, Wish
[/list][color=2e8b57]Inventory:[/color] 3000p[list]5 x Pokéball
3 x Potion
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