The rustle of grass had Cam pausing. A moment later a large pink shape was backing out of a bush a little ways away, looking to be carrying a few berries in it's arms. A Chansey? Well, those were super rare from what she had heard! So she stopped, taking the chance to watch the pokemon as it shuffled back and forth, probably preparing for worse weather than what there was today. Soon enough it had vanished back into the wilds and Camryn felt nice that she had not only seem the pokemon but also not disturbed it.

With that done, Camryn moved further ahead and sighed wistfully.

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@wild

i love chansey but passing ty

A flash of blue, a peak of pink.... Camryn had hearts in her eyes when, from the bushes, a Mr. Mime backed into the path just in front of her. She didn't know what he was doing, he seemed to be waving something off, but she couldn't stop the gasp that left her.

The Mime turned, stared at her, and, honestly, expected her to run away. That's what most humans did when they stumbled upon him or his brethren, after all. They found them creepy he had gathered, which was a shame. It wasn't his fault he was born as a Mr. Mime, so why would they be so harsh to judge him for something he could not help?

Instead, he let out a cry when the girl launched herself at him, squealing in delight as she hugged him tight, bouncing from foot to foot.

"Oh, you're perfect! Please, you have to come with me! You have to be my friend, you gotta! Jester and Harlequin haven't seen another Mime in so long and Prankster and Trickster need a new friend and oh, this is just so exciting!"

And, really, the Mr. Mime kind of found himself... pulled along. Confused. He didn't really have much choice in his own capture.

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@wild

ty for blessing me with mime ofc cam catch