Ground course. Water course. Maybe they had a lava course too, just so Frosmoth could fly over that, too. Then again, apparently sharpedos could fly too, so it was less of an advantage. Still though, she once more followed along, providing Tailwind to anyone who wanted it, as well as those who did not. Frosmoth had absolutely no issue following along.

Violet though, that was another story. Sure, she’d spent a childhood with rangers, cross-trekking through the woods and mountains. But she’d hated that. Having hoped to have escaped it, she had not exactly kept in shape in that regard. Sure, she still had some skills and could hop from stone to stone, but she didn’t like that she was slower at it than that other girl.
Z5mqSi9r +20
336 / 1000

“Oh my,” she noted, to no one in particular. Or maybe she was talking to this wild pokemon? Nah. Most of those were just animals in her opinion. They could certainly read the mood and react to stimuli, yes. But unlike some other trainers, she hardly ever treated them as anything more than that. Certainly not like people. Sometimes she talked to her own, sure, but that was really just her talking to herself in many ways.

A wild one though? No way to talk to those. Heck, unless they were in a pokeball in the first place, those were quite hard to reason with at all, and she quickly brought forth Frosmoth just in case that this thing coming out of the water might attack her. So far, it seemed intent on just seeing where things might go, but the young woman was not going to take any risks here. That thing looked like it could just tackle her into a pulp.

But hey, since it was here, might as well try and catch it. “Frosmoth, Icy Wind. Let’s see if that thing can freeze.” She probably was at quite the disadvantage in types. But there was a reason as to why her father was always so disappointed in her. Violet simply played everything by ear and she was incredibly stubborn. This was her Frosmoth, and it would have to be able to beat this Cloyster.

Sadly though, due to her being a terrible trainer, she failed to recognize that Ice was probably the worst type of attack to use against the Cloyster, which was barely dented and in return, flung an Ice Spear at Frosmoth. Fortunately for her, the latter was better at the whole fighting thing than she was and deftly avoided the attack to the side.

“Well, that didn’t work out well at all,” she mumbled to herself, thinking. It probably would have helped if she’d known more about that thing, really. However, she was able to recognize if something didn’t work. “Uh, try Bug Buzz instead,” she thus instructed. And this time around, It did a lot more. The Cloyster was currently spinning for some kind of attack when the Buzz hit, which flung it to the side straight into the sand with a thud, seemingly bedazzled.
Now that part she did know. Pokemon were easiest to catch when they were out of their mind like this. Okay, she couldn’t quite see the thing’s face, since that was buried in the sand, but it was clearly not getting up on its own immediately. That was good enough, so she quickly threw one of her precious pokeballs.


shiv

Maybe this time she would end up creating a mess. For some reason, everyone seemed to think that just because it was a race, they should only focus on making themselves faster. Which probably was fine. But nobody expected the Frosmoth Tailwind! Right out of the gate, as the white flying moth followed the Red Rooster, it immediately flapped its wings harshly creating a gust of wind that would cause everyone to move faster, faster, faster!

And, to be honest, Violet just enjoyed feeling that gust herself. It was so invigorating and made her hair flutter nicely. She’d just have liked to not be stuck with sportswear but hey, what could a girl do? Rules were rules, sadly. Instead, she just focused on not losing track of the others.

---

fxvXRtEe +20

=178/1000

Everyone was going much faster, nice. The other people in this race seemed surprised, too, which honestly was her primary goal in all of this. Aside from that though, no one tripped or was thrown out of their lane from the Tailwind, meaning it was only half effective in her mind. Sadly, attacking others was not allowed here – they were kind of meant to cooperate, after all – so there wasn’t much she could do aside from smirking.



A proper lady would behave in such a situation, after all. There was only so much leeway she would get for klutziness. Therefore, it was best to just play it straight from now on. Frosmoth, being one of the few proper fliers about, easily dodged the obstacles that came up. Honestly, it was probably a bit unfair to have proper wings in this, but that wasn’t her problem. After all, she didn’t have wings herself and had to follow best as she could on her own. Maybe that was balance enough? “Let’s be selfish and add a Quiver Dance,” she instructed, causing the Frosmoth to spin in the air, giving itself just a bit more of an edge.

So much madness, so much mayhem – but that was a popular beach for you. This was actually her first time on one, given that they had lived more in the mountains. Rangerdad and Rangerbro had not exactly been interested in getting a tan or anything like that. Truth be told, Vio wasn’t, either. She had specifically applied copious amounts of dye to get the pale and white-haired look she got going on there. But then again, gratuitously applying more chemistry had been a good solution to that, too. So far, the sunscreen coupled with an umbrella had been sufficient, even as she’d spent most of the morning on the beach. Not a lot of swimming though. There was a swimsuit beneath her white summer dress, but she’d had enough of that after some weird kids had joined the shallow water. Those were fun to watch as they turned the beach into a battlefield, but not as fun to be around.

Hence, she had simply watched proceedings for a while. But now? Now, she had enough of that, got up and dusted off. Umbrella in hand, the former ranger in training decided to saunter down the beach, away from the masses and towards the more unkempt areas, deciding to explore a little bit beyond the small dunes.