[@Dusksong] [color=846b8f]'Rrloin?'[/color] Purrloin asked, the feline turning its head to Eryn as she spoke to it, complimented it. Still, she didn’t spent a long time near it, so the cat simply curled up with a little [color=846b8f]'Purr…'[/color] as Eryn left. Eryn then went through the park that was there, looking for things out of the ordinary… and she found something most assuredly out of the ordinary. On a foldable chair among a couple of trees sat Oaken, one leg folded over the other and playing with a jar he was holding. This in itself wouldn’t be so peculiar, if he wasn’t completely surrounded by numerous meowing Purrloins, a couple of blue and black additional little quadrupeds… [center][url=https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/3/32/403Shinx.png][img]http://i.imgur.com/3nQXHB1.png[/img][/url][/center] [center][color=6ecff6][i]Pokédex Entry #403 – Shinx, the Flash Pokémon. When its muscles extend or contract, it generates electricity. When it senses danger, a Shinx will let the electricity run through it, causing it to glow. If threatened, it uses its muscles to flash a bright light to blind the predator while it flees.[/i][/color][/center] … and a bunch of crustaceans with rocks as their shells. [center][url=https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/6/6b/557Dwebble.png][img]https://i.imgur.com/9EmxdGC.png[/img][/url][/center] [center][color=6ecff6][i]Pokédex Entry #557 – Dwebble, the Rock Inn Pokémon. It finds a rock of suitable size. It melts a hole in said rock using a liquid secreted from its mouth, then crawls in and lives in it. A rock-less Dwebble is known to be aggressive until a replacement is found, so be careful should the rock break.[/i][/color][/center] When Eryn came close, he started talking without even looking at her. [color=7eab87]'Honey. A sweet substance that Pokémon find irresistable, they’re drawn to this scent,'[/color] Oaken stated, utterly in control of the situation. [color=7eab87]'Seeking after the Pokémon myself is inefficient. Especially here. I imagine a fairy shipped here from its natural habitat is either very used to humans or utterly terrified. The former ones should already all be captured. Hence, I seek the latter kind. The shy ones will avoid anyone who’s actively searching for them. But someone who sits still, who holds something that smells so very good and alluring, who’s seemingly distributing this sweetness amongst nearby Pokémon out of kindness…'[/color] Oaken stated, as if read from a strategy guide. Then… he pointed to a tree. [color=7eab87]'… And there she is.'[/color] Indeed, right there, a being different from the surrounding Pokémon was daring to peek out, partly hiding behind a tree. It was a soft little face, yet from the back of her head extended a large, flower-like entity with strong jaws… [center][url=https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/c/c0/303Mawile.png][img]https://i.imgur.com/HCsRxvP.png[/img][/url][/center] [center][color=6ecff6][i]Pokédex Entry #303 – Mawile, the Deceiver Pokémon. Attached to its head is a huge set of jaws formed by horns powerful enough to chew through steel. It’s a dangerous Pokémon which fools those who look at it with a docile and fail appearance, before spinning around and chomping those who’d dare approach it.[/i][/color][/center] Not paying the peeking Pokémon any mind, Oaken closed his jar of honey and folded his foldable chair before putting them both into his bag. Then he turned, intending to leave. [color=7eab87]'Weak. A Mawile’s average strength is unremarkable, and she has no evolutions beyond the regular. Extremely few gain the ability to see her upgraded form, and even if I one day obtain that ability I’ll be able to simply find a Mawile of my own in its natural habitat at that point. I wager that particular Mawile is worth more as the temporary companion and pride of whatever student finds her than what worth she’d be to me. I have proven I [i]could[/i] obtain her, with a trainer of Kalmia’s as witness. That will suffice. I am done here.'[/color] So Oaken said, turning to walk by Eryn on his way out of the school. The Pokémon that had been around Oaken had all been given a bit of honey on sticks and leaves, and they were following hoping for more. The shy-seeming Mawile over there had gained no such, and was looking a bit distraught. What would Eryn do?