"Yo! Ken! Catch!"

"Huh?" Ken turned just in time to see Mai toss a Pokeball to him. He managed to catch it. "I'm gonna go ahead to the city!" Mai hollered. Ken waved back to show that he had heard her, then turned to look down at Froakie.

"Guess we'd better head that way too, buddy," he said.

"Fro."

"After all, the Pokemon around here aren't much of a challenge anymore. We're probably not gonna get any decent training even if we stay here."

"Fro."

"...You don't talk much, do you?"

"Fro." Froakie looked at Ken, then smiled. Ken smiled back. "You mischievous little..." They both laughed and made their way out of the forest. Despite now having a Pokeball, Ken elected not to catch any Pokemon just yet. He wanted his team to be special; a team of Pokemon that [i]really[/i] stood out from others. After a brief bit of walking (and a few quick battles with wild Pokemon which, as Ken predicted, had very little impact anymore), the two of them arrived in Santalune. Up ahead, they could see Mai and Enyo already waiting for them, so Ken trotted over.

"Hey, we're here. How'd it go for you two?"