[center][color=gray][h3]Leisy Takigawa[/h3][/color]
Feyhollow Town Outskirts[/center]
Leisy must have passed some sort of silent test because the green-gray Pokemon relaxed its stance, frowning at the trainer and her Pokemon. Taking the chance given, Leisy sat down on a rock behind her and released Naunet from her Pokeball. Reaching into her bag, Leisy took out the boxes of berries she’d purchased throughout the day yesterday. 


[color=gray]”Want a berry?”[/color] Leisy offered the Pokemon sitting away from the group as her own Pokemon dug into their respective boxes. The green-grey Pokemon turned up its snout, making Leisy giggle. [color=gray]”Alright then. I’ll just put it over here,”[/color] Leisy said, sliding a box of berries towards the Pokemon.


Looking back at her own Pokemon, Leisy smiled sympathetically. [color=gray]”It’s alright Naunet. We have more than enough, and we can always buy more later.”[/color] A smile on her face, Leisy popped the first of many berries into her mouth, savoring the sweetness of the Pecha berry.


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[center][color=indianred][h3]Shanae Eller[/h3][/color]
Central City[/center]
Amatorius looked at his trainer uncertainly, eyes wide in confusion as he looked between her and the evolution shard in her hands. [color=indianred]”It’s okay, Tori. Ebon approves,”[/color] Leisy reassured him, glancing at her Houndour who sniffed in response. [color=indianred]”Besides, how else are you going to catch up to Turris and Dius? You can’t let them bully you forever—I won’t let you.”[/color]


A light gleamed in Amatorius’ eyes as he nodded, looking back to the evolution shard with a focused look. His concentration made Shanae waver briefly.


Truth to be told, Shanae herself wasn’t sure about evolving her adorably Igglybuff. He was just so cute and small right now even though she knew that one day he’d grow up to become a strong and opinionated Wigglytuff. Still, the “weak link” in her team had to gain his confidence somehow, and what better way than to evolve him first?


Shanae smiled gently at her soft pink sphere of fluff. [color=indianred]”Whenever you’re ready, Amatorius.”[/color]