As the duo flew over the thicket of trees, the sight of the fluffy brown and cream bunny nearly made the pinkette stop. It was so...cute. The way it bounced and hobbled around. But, she was here with something specific in mind. She couldn't waste time - nor pokeballs! Odessa looked over at her, as if questioning should she lower the girl to the ground. However, the pinkette merely patted the dragon-type's head, shaking her own. And with that, the duo continued on their search.

Briefly, the duo had landed, if just to give the dragonair a small break from scaling the skies. As they rested about, a small pokemon shifted through the bushes, staring up at Noelle as she eagerly chomped down on an apple. Constantly hungry thanks to her...ahm, 'condition', she, of course, made sure to always have something to snack on. Usually that resulted in a backpack full of Arceus knows what, but, it was important! "What, want it?" The pinkette blinked and the ralts happily clapped its hand, reaching up needingly at her. Smiling, if not internally cooing at the utter cuteness, she bent down, handing the apple to the tiny pokemon. The fruit itself was nearly as big as the pokemon itself was. With its eyes shining up at her in a look of sheer happiness, the wild pokemon scuttled off.

"Well, that's enough resting. Let's go!"

As the duo forged onward, the sight of something extremely...bright caught her eye. Extremely...pink. She squinted, nearing the creature, and seeing the large, pink bug that flexed to itself. It was...a sight? As a fellow pinkette, she fell in love with the heracross at first sight but...god, that was a lot of pink to love. She could see her own dragonair looking a bit disgruntled herself, glancing away with a small grunt.

"Hey, buddy!" Without fear, she approached the fighting bug, who stared at her for a moment before flexing, as though showing off its muscles. Smiling, Noelle quickly joined in the bout of flexing, giggling up a fit as she and the heracross struck many, questionable, poses and flexes. "You seem really strong!" Flex. "I mean, look at those muscles!" Pose. "And we're both pink!" The wings of the pokemon gave a flutter of acknowledgement, and perhaps happiness.

She could hear an annoyed grunt come from her dragonair, who continued to linger nearby, staring at the two from the distance. "I think I might have a worthy challenger for you though!" With a flash of a pokeball, the towering form of her drapion appeared. He stared down the heracross with a fearsome look. No words were exchanged between the two pokemon before their hands were locked in some...really weird sort of arm wrestling that seemed to go on forever. Until, finally, with a noise that seemed to echo around the forest, the heracross was beaten, its hand slammed to the ground.

The poison and dark type huffed, his tail slamming about in some sort of pride. The heracross soon rose, eyes shinning as it stared at the girl. "Wanna come along? If we train together, I'm sure you'll be the strongest!" She gave a, very dramatic, flex...if just to prove her point. With an eager nod, the heracross tapped its fist against the outstretched pokeball, and was promptly sucked inside of it. 

Searching for more pokemon, the girl began to look around the area, hoping that the shiny pink bug may have brought upon some luck in the surrounding area. Looking past a few bushes, light shined down onto a sleeping chikorita, who yawned loudly, staring up rather irritably at the trainer, who sheepishly smiled. "Oh, sorry!" Quickly, she left the wild pokemon alone, and otherwise continued her search. 

Continuing to wander, a tree nearby shook as a meinfoo stood there, pounding against it with its palms, likely training. The fighting type whirled to stare at the trainer and dragon, a hand and leg raised in challenging position. however, the trainer shook her head, giving the wild pokemon an easygoing smile. "Sorry little buddy, I'm not here to fight you." The fighting type huffed, before otherwise ignoring the duo and going back to its training. An odd answer for a dragon master, but, an answer nonetheless. Smiling still, she beckoned to Odessa to keep on following her. 

In the wind, the pinkette heard the soft cry of a startled pokemon. Drifting by, a cottonee flailed its leafy arms, trying to stop itself from drifting higher and higher in the harsh breeze that was likely whipped up from Odessa landing. "Oh, sorry little buddy!" The girl called out, "Odessa!" The dragonair, feeling her trainer's emotions quite strongly, reached her serpentine-like tail out, winding the tiny pokemon in it and away from the dangerously strong winds. Nestled within the gentle grasp of the experienced pokemon, the wild 'mon let out a soft sigh of relief. Reaching over, Noelle carefully took the fragile grass type from her dragon's grasp, setting it onto the lower branch of a tree.

"Be more careful next time, alright?" She told in a gentle chide, "wait until you're a bit bigger to ride the winds like that!" She grinned, offering the pokemon a wink before turning to continue her little adventure.