Yara awoke from her sweet slumber by beginning with a long yawn, followed by a few stretches and finally she got dressed. A sudden giddy string was plucked inside her, emotion bloomed out from all over her body as she began to grin and jump around and wave her arms. Today was the day, where she would begin her path to ultimate evil. Fortune was already up, it was sat on her lap whilst she combed her hair in front of the mirror, both were disgusted that there was no chair for her to sit on. "It's just a chair, I don't see why they can't just put one here. I can't even see the mirror from my bed!" Her arguments were supported by Fortune constantly nodding in approval. She wouldn't bother Nurse Joy about it, though, there was a tense air whenever they spoke. Perhaps the women knew who she was going to be. 

Once out of the room, she began to tell the future to Fortune. "My name is going to be plastered everywhere, and the word on everyone's lips will be [i]Yara[/i]!" The big smile was failing to leave. Eventually her skipping lead her to the mess hall, where many were seated with various meals that would otherwise seem delicious - most were meat based. This wouldn't do. She was a vegetarian, obviously Moomoo milk would have her in its clutch, but otherwise she did not eat meat. It seemed to be odd. After quickly collecting a vegetarian option, she scampered to a table and rushed the food down her throat; she needed to be quick if her Fortune was ever going to beat her stupid brothers, which she resents calling siblings.

Since Yara seldom lazed around, no one would expect her to stay inside the Pokecenter, yet a kind of fear grew over her before she walked out the door. Five feet from the exit she froze; her grin cracked into a frown and she slowly walked towards the seats, where she would wait until she was internally ready.