"Cyndaquil, how's the name Cinder, to you?"

The tiny-fire type nodded and quickly made agreeing gestures with it's tiny paws. Nero understood that he liked the name and kept it as such, enjoying the sound of it, himself. "Right, Cinder! Now, it's time to rest, eh? You had an amazing battle!"

The usual red flash of light absorbed the tired pokémon and Nero placed the pokéball at the second slot of the poke-belt thing. Approaching Zangoose's pokéball, he picked it up, gave it a long look, before placing at the third slot with a rather wide smile. This Zangoose was pretty tough, he'd certainly help Nero get through the routes safely and not only that, if he could train Zangoose, he could easily take the Gym Challenge of the nearest town. But, that all would be left for later as for now, he had to heal his pokémon at the nearest center; both Zangoose and Cinder needed some treatment. Eevee, at the other hand, was already in his usual comfortable place: Nero's shoulder.

It didn't took for him to arrive, as he wasn't that far from the city to begin with. He also had no idea of where the pokémon center was exactly, but all it took was a bit of searching until he got there. Entering it, it was inevitable that he had just spotted the other trainers who had begun their adventure today. [i]Funny, they didn't even step out of the town and they're already here... I wonder if they had a battle, hm.[/i] The boy stepped over towards the balcony, waiting the nurse to tend to his two other pokémon.