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Or so she thought. Next thing she knew a wild pokemon was attracted by the shiny thing flying through the air and catching it. The bat like pokemon was a bit of a surprise but she couldn't quite ignore the pokemon either, now could she?

The little bat even went so far as to bring it back to her, and waited. Isra stared for a moment before she threw her ring again only to watch the bat fly off to catch it again and bring it back to her. Interesting, but not so much when she's determined to get rid of the trinket. She tries once more to no avail, taking the trinket in her hand and releasing her Froslass to do her work.

The pokemon is fast to call upon the snow and hail that she herself is so fond of, scaring the bat off into the pure white flurries. She chases after it and Isra leaves her to her own devices for the time being. The woman moves further down the banks throw the ring away, returning after the snow had died down to find the worn out bat and her happily chittering froslass. Eirlys pulls at the noibat's wings and it inches away, not realizing what Isra does. Her pokemon has chosen its new friend and gone easy on it, tiring it out instead of incapacitating. She can't be certain why the pokemon has chosen this one, but she won't second guess her instincts either.

She reaches for a pokeball, she likes noibats anyway.

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