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That time around, she hadn’t sent out a Pokemon to aid her. Not right away, anyway. She wanted to put what Professor Florian had put her into practice, and try catching a beast all by herself! If one of them didn’t catch her eye, as was the case with the wandering Treecko, then she would merely give it a wave and go on her way. Without a partner to train, there was no need for her to disturb a Pokemon that wasn’t bothering her.

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Now that was more like it. The bluebird was quick to catch Annie’s eye – and her smile. “You’re a little cutie…!” She reached for a Safari Ball… Only to pause halfway. She’d learned her lesson on being too eager to catch a Pokemon before. Several times. At best, her eagerness led to remorse. At worst, it’d led to her own Pokemon turning on her. It left her thinking twice about being so eager to catch the first few creatures she saw… And so she slowly shook her head and continued on.
No doubt, she’d meet another of its kind soon.

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There sure were a few more cutie pies in the Safari than she remembered on her last visit! More importantly, they were much more docile. She only noticed the Tepig because its ears bounced back and forth as it chased after a berry. The Pokemon stopped, stared at the trainer, and then decided to mind its own business. Annie showed a small smirk. The perks of living in a controlled space, she mused. Predators rarely found their way into the zone, so its denizens were never taught fear. How sweet.
Part of her was a little jealous.

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The world hadn't been so kind as to give her a safe place. She wasn't even sure how long she'd spent travelling the region. Maybe a year, at least. It was a lot easier now that she'd learned how to survive, but the knowledge had come through trial and error. Mostly error. Having a team of Pokemon to back her up was a massive help too. Once upon a time, it had just been her and a Zorua, wandering aimlessly, with only each other to rely o-

The grunt of a bovine beast snapped her out of her thoughts, and she blinked herself back into reality. She'd almost walked straight into the horn of- "...Is that the Afro Tauros?" She couldn't help but sound surprised. Bouffalant was a Pokemon that she'd met before, and aside from the fact that it'd attempted to raid her precious farm, it was a pretty cool creature!

One that she wouldn't mind having around. Fortunately, having to defend her berries had taught her what their kind liked. From her pocket, she retrieved a handful of berries. She'd stashed them there just in case she needed to entice a few wild ones, but the first recipient was big enough to eat all of them if it wanted to. And it did want to, for as soon as she extended her hand, the treats were gobbled up.

So much for that plan.

"Alright, you're a big eater. I can work with that. There's a lot more where that came from down at Camp Annie, if you'd like to join us!" If her message wasn't clear enough, showing the bull a Pokeball would surely help. Her free hand went to its face, giving it a few gentle pets. And, perhaps not coincidentally, wiping the saliva off her palm.

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With the Pokemon claimed, she was left to her own thoughts again. Where was she?
Right, being alone. Almost. If it wasn’t for Kit, she didn’t know where she’d be. It wasn’t just that having even a weak Pokemon increased her odds in the wilds tenfold. It wasn’t even that the Zorua’s unique control over illusions kept them out of the gaze of those that would wish them harm (though the skill was nothing short of a lifesaver). It was mere companionship. Having a partner by her side in the pouring rain, in a war-town town, in deep water with some thugs… He made everything a little less hopeless. Even more so with their shared background.

She allowed her thoughts to take her away again. Some small part of her brain registered the Poochyena, but it wouldn’t bother to acknowledge it.

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Chirping stopped her short of being too nostalgic. Another bird Pokemon had appeared. More specifically, it had planted herself in her path. It wouldn’t have been difficult for either of them to walk around each other. And yet, when she looked down, the Rookidee leapt up, angrily twittering as it bounced up and down. It wasn’t fighting her, but challenging her.

It was hard for her to keep a straight face, being threatened by a creature that could fit in her palm. Then she remembered that 1) the creature absolutely could beat her in a fight if it wanted to, and 2) she’d tried to fight other trainers before, only to be brushed off based on her age and size. It was demeaning at best, and she knew better from that experience than to deny the little bird.

She sent out Kit – a fitting choice considering where her mind had taken her that day. The Zoroark looked back and forth between her and the Rookidee, an increasingly confused pair of eyes asking Annie what he was supposed to do. “I think he wants a fight. Or just to be tired. You remember that one time we had to keep that little kid busy? When we put on a show?” Kit put on a devilish smirk. The last word seemed to be enough to give him an idea.

What followed was twelve minutes of an illusionist at work. Kit barely needed to raise a finger, letting the bird tire itself out chasing mirages of giant Pokemon, little Annies, other Rookidee, whatever the Zoroark fancied. The wild Pokemon had been given a workout, and much like a toddler, it was left exhausted, but with as big a grin as a golden bird could muster. By then, Annie didn’t need to ask to catch it – their new partnership was unspoken, for the pair had impressed each other. She couldn’t turn down a Pokemon with that much spunk, and it wanted more of whatever those tricks were.

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