Anna Smith was on her way to the next town. She soon grew tired after all the walking that she did. She decided to stop and rest. She needed some water too. She needed a flying pokemon to find some, she figured. But, the only pokemon on her team that could fly was her butterfree. She did not want to risk her safety though. She had an onix, but as a rock type, he hated water. Her Charmander was a fire type. Her vileplume was a grass type who hated the heat. She didn't want her clafable to be in danger either. She didn't think her Jolteon would be up for it either. 
"what am I going to do?"
She thought out loud.