Yeah, a certain girl was not the only one who did not truly like being in Slateport City. Though for Megan, the reasons were a lot more personal, rather than just being related to the environment. Having lived in this city for a long time only to later have to return in defeat always made her feel a little bit weird about it in a certain way. Though it was still one of the most central hubs of the region, so giving it a wide bearth was not exactly an option most of the time.

She just shrugged and surrendered to her fate in that regard, really. Though on the upside, there was almost always work here for an intrepid trainer, and she could always use both the money and the experience. Hence, here she was, looking for a dog, using her own dog for that. The Arcanine had picked up the scent by now. He was relatively used to Slateport already and could filter out most of the more annoying scents. It was still a bit unreliable, which meant lots of walking and not finding what she was looking for.

However, both Megan and her Pokemon perked up when they heard trash cans being toppled over and other sounds that seemed to relate to a chase. Swiftly pulling herself onto Arcanine’s back, they took pursuit, only to find a girl hunting what seemed to be the Houndoom in question. “You got this, or do you need help?”
Megan needed the money, but she was not going to try and steal a job from someone who might already have it sorted.