The Nightingale
She/her
Twenty four
November 11
Slateport
Heterosexual
Assistant
executive
Defiance in her flesh, her blood, her bones; written on her soul
We have work to do [sw]
POSTED ON Jan 6, 2019 23:16:11 GMT
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There was a roar in the distance and Isra rose a brow, turning in the direction of the sound. Well wasn't that curious. Her feline turned in time with her and the two of them watched the pokemon for a moment, trying to pick a fight with something she couldn't quite see past it's hulking body. Nidoking, not a pokemon without merits. She contemplated for a moment before deciding they would wait a moment despite her own pokemon's eagerness to enter the fray and prove herself. Isra could appreciate that in her pokemon but she wanted to teach it to utilize it's opportunities while it had them.
That was a large part of how her team worked wasn't it? She had learned to capitalize on her pokemon's instincts, as well as training them to take advantage of their surroundings. It was a silent teaching, but her newly captured pokemon was learning. This was simply one of many adventures that it would learn from.
The two sat and watched from afar as the nidoking battled on, eventually felling whatever foe it was against but it was obviously battle weary. Isra grinned and whistled, gesturing towards the Nidoking for her pokemon. "Night Slash." she repeated the whistle, part of the training. Her pokemon perked an ear and followed her cue. The surprise attack from behind hit true and the pokemon roared in response, quick to lash out with its tail but her pokemon was swift to dodge and strike again, taking advantage of her lack of weariness. A whistle, a strike and a whistle again and her cat was back at her side.
"That is why we waited, tired out by its own sense of rivalry against other pokemon. Pick of the easy ones first, cull the crowd." every bit that could be a potential command was followed by a set of whistles. Repetition. She threw out a pokeball, her pokemon looked up at her, ear twitching at every whistle. There was still work to do with this one but it was getting there.
>>capture? >>end?
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