[color=yellow][h2][center]♪♫♪ Cecilia "Cici" Taylor ♪♫♪[/center][/h2][/color]
[color=yellow][h3][center]Location: Feyhollow Town[/center][/h3][/color]
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By the time the greenery the two trainers explored became thicker and more overgrown, the rays filtering through the trees had dimmed, yet what little light remained cast a golden glow over the area. This place really did have a magical feel to it.

Peering into the shadows, Cici watched out for any fairy Pokemon. None yet, but the forest was alive with bugs. Weedles crawled along tree branches, and a Spinarak skittered across the ground. Cici stepped back as what looked like a Dustox fluttered past.

She laughed with Tommy. [color=yellow]"If they're scared of anyone, it'll be me,"[/color] she said, looking down at her clunky boots. Her hair had dried badly, frizzing everywhere as if she'd had a run-in with an electric type. She had to take a hairband from her bag and tie it back so it would stop snagging on twigs.

The light was quickly fading as the sun sank lower towards the horizon, but Cici didn't mind. From what she'd heard, the night was the best time to look for certain fairy types.

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[color=hotpink][h2][center]♥ Ellanor "Ella" Beaufort ♥[/center][/h2][/color]
[color=hotpink][h3][center]Location: Feyhollow Town[/center][/h3][/color]

Ella's pace slowed, becoming less of a skip and more of a shuffle, as she passed by the familiar cottage silhouetted against the pink sky. From the outside, it looked like a pleasant little house, with its thatched roof and well-kept rose garden. That was exactly what it was, though... a house, not a home. Nothing more than yet another image her mother projected.

It was with mixed emotions that she looked over at the building, breathing in the floral scent. She no longer had to put up with the comments, the disapproving glares, the pressure to change, from her mother and sisters. Yet this was her family. 

Forcing herself to look away, she continued along her path. Her bounce returned as she thought of her new friend. She could just imagine what her sisters would say. The things they called her, especially since she'd befriended the Trubbish... "Garbage Girl", "Smelly Elly"... It didn't matter any more, though. She had the Pokemon she wanted, and that was the important thing.