[center][color=indianred][h3]Shanae Eller[/h3][/color]
Central City Outskirts - Forest[/center]
Ebon whirled around, fangs bared in a silent snarl as the bushes behind Shanae rustled. A pink-and-green Pokemon crawled out, yellow eyes blank and a smile on its face. “Hopip!” it said, launching itself into the air. The green leaves on its head whirring like a helicopter would as it floated over to Shanae. “Hopip!”

A grin stretched over Shanae’s face as she registered the amazingly pink, floaty, and utterly [i]adorable[/i] Pokemon beside her. Ebon let out a breath of air, dropping to his haunches in defeat. [color=indianred]”Ebon, we’re getting this one!”[/color] Shanae declared, hands reaching for the Hopip. The flying type Pokemon easily escaped her grasp, dodging to the left with a murmur of its name before starting to drift away. 

Ebon was up in a flash as Shanae’s eyes widened in surprise. [color=indianred]”Oh no! It’s getting away!”[/color] she said, stating the obvious. Ebon rolled his eyes internally, taking off after the Pokemon before his trainer could muster up the words to form the order. [color=indianred]”Yes, Ebon! Good boy!”[/color] Shanae called, seeing her Pokemon take off. The Houndour easily caught up to the lazily drifting Pokemon, snatching it out of the air with a easy pounce. The Hopip’s eyes widened with surprise, but it was inside a Pokeball before it could blink. 

[color=indianred]”Nice one, Ebon,”[/color] Shanae called to her Pokemon, jogging over. The Houndour sniffed, giving his trainer a light yip to acknowledge her aim before turning his head to continue watching the Pokeball intently. The Pokeball was still aglow, pausing in that state as if it were confused. Shanae and her Pokemon waited patiently for the Pokeball to make up its mind.