[h1][center][color=f9ad81]Myra Hayes[/color][/center][/h1]
[h3][center][color=f9ad81]Knoxville, TN, United States[/color][/center][/h3]

Flicker started to chase after the Spinarak as they fled.

[color=f9ad81]"Flicker!"[/color] Myra reprimanded. [color=f9ad81]"Let 'em go. And stop wandering off, you're gonna get yourself seriously hurt one day!"[/color]

Flicker froze, flame shrinking low at the trainer's biting voice. Then little bits of molten wax began to well up in the Pokemon's eyes. Myra let out a long sigh as she knelt down to pat the crying ghost-type.

[color=f9ad81]"Yeah, I'm its trainer,"[/color] Myra addressed Reno. [color=f9ad81]"And I'm not trying to be mean,"[/color] she sighed at Flicker, [color=f9ad81]"I'm just trying to keep you safe."[/color] Myra returned the Litwick to its pokeball, along with a winded Bulbasaur who recently made it to the area. Myra stood up to meet Reno with a sheepish smile.

[color=f9ad81]"Sorry for the trouble,"[/color] the young trainer continued. [color=f9ad81]"She's not always this ornery, just getting restless 'round here. Anyway, thanks for helping out my Litwick. Oh - where are my manners? I'm Myra."[/color]

Myra agreed to meet at the Pokemon Lab. Then there was that awkward situation when two people say goodbye, only to continue walking together through the parking lot. There was a bit of distance for both trainers to walk the same direction before they reached their respective vehicles.

[color=f9ad81]"I see ya picked Fennekin,"[/color] Myra chatted to break the silence. [color=f9ad81]"They're a starter Pokemon in my neck of the woods, too. Do ya have any more Pokemon?"[/color]

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