[color=#b4b4b4][h1]Petra the Aron[/h1][/color]

[i]Altepa Desert[/i]

[@Ninian]

Petra shook her head. 

“Nah! I came from outside the village in the first place. I go outside to train every few days,” she said, looking around.

The sun was getting low, they’d taken a long time to get out of the trunk. Petra wasn’t sure how far away the dungeon was, but they probably wouldn’t make it there by nightfall. Petra didn’t have any issues with that, as her night vision was quite good and she didn’t feel tired at all, but Karaha might be a different story. 

Wait, Karaha was an umbreon. Umbreons were moon-pokemon, right? Right! They didn’t need to stop at all, they could just go right on and continue their adventure! Probably. She’d just go ahead with what Karaha decided, as he was the expedition leader, after all. 

Petra looked around at the landscape. The great tree was still there and still very big, but she could see it from the ground now. She couldn’t, usually. The sun setting behind it caused for a striking, beautiful image, as golden-red colors illuminated the sandstone and sand dunes around the tree. Petra watched it for a few seconds, taking in the beauty. This town really was a gorgeous place. 

After a brief while, though, she grew bored, and looked away. She surveyed the area around them, taking in all of the sand, sandstone, and sand that surrounded them. Petra nodded, seeing no cause for alarm. 

“What about you, Karaha?” she asked, “Where do you come from?”