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It wasn't long before a wild pokemon approached them, seemingly as melancholy about the heat as they were. The solrock took residence on the opposite side of Isra to her Gardevoir. Despite it's resemblance to the one thing she had to be most wary of she harbored no ill will towards the pokemon. "Looks like the sun has come to join us Lucille." she chuckled, amused further by the fact that her Gardevoir's name meant Light. How fitting.

If she were speaking aloud and honestly, Isra was much too tired from the excursion up here and the heat to be willing to battle something she had no intention of capturing, she felt the pokemon at her side did not need the hands on experience the way some of her other new additions did anyway. Imstead she found herself pulling out some food for the pokemon and while it seemed disinterested in the offer (she could not remember what was fitting for a solrock, the page never fit quite right in her head) it gave her a thankful monotone response. At least Isra took it as thankful, petting the pokemon until her gardevoir flitted over to do the same, wanting to take part in the fun.

Before long the pokemon wondered off of its own accord, Isra shrugged before setting a path returning to where she'd call home for the night. Perhaps there was more waiting for her on the path ahead.

>>go again

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They had walked quite a ways when she heard it, a whimpering in the distance. Most night the woman might have felt the urge to ignore and move on but the pokemon at her side seemed rather distraught by the sound. With a sigh they sought the source of it out. It wasn't her that found the pokemon of course, but her Gardevoir.

Next thing Isra knew she was healing it without any hesitation and Isra gave the pokemon a look. This was a new development that should it be an issue in Battle Isra was going to have to curb. You don't heal enemies, you heal friends. And until you know if it's a friend or an enemy you do neither.

The sharp whistle brought her pokemon to attention before she'd finished the job. The Typhlosion at her feet continued to Whimper and Isra moved in to inspect the situation closer. It did not take long for the look on the Gardevoir's face to turn sour at having to wait and Isra gave her another sharp whistle, instructing her to move away and when she resisted Isra made note of it. The typhlosion was left to whimper until the psychic type finally obeyed.

Upon closer inspection the pokemon had certainly been wounded and shyed away from her, but was obviously too weak to attack. She wasn't heartless enough to not give her pokemon a gesture of acceptance and allow her to continue healing the pokemon. Objective complete, whether she liked it or not, Isra moved to leave. It was the wild pokemon that stopped her, newly rejuvenated it attempted to attack, turning into a wheel of flame.

The gardevoir reacted before she could, using her psychic ability to deflect the pokemon elsewhere. Isra whistled, her Gardevoir hesitated and missed her chance. Isra noted that this pokemon would need much more field work than originally expected. A sharp whistler interrupted the next attack of the fire type "Pin it." she was firm and the pokemon obeyed.

Though she was uncertain why her gardevoir was so hesitant Isra had a weak spot for pokemon with spunk. While the pokemon was pinned with a psychic attack she threw a ball.

Besides, it wouldn't be the first of her pokemon to attack her, it might make the perfect friend for the hungry dragon.

>capture attempt