While Chulito played, Andres took stock of his supplies ready to sit down for bit of a quick lunchtime snack at the river before Chulito dragged him around even further. Distracted by splashing around Chulito would be entertained for a bit., Or so he thought as thepokemon barked and stopped staring at a rustling in the bushes. The head of Mareep popped out after a few moments, to which Chulito greeted loudly. And then he was off, set upon the poor sheep pokemon, chasing the electric type in circles around the shore while it cried out. Finally, remembering it had moves to defend itself, the wild pokemon began sparking. “Wait, wait, wait!” Andres called out, throwing a pokeball at the angry cottonball. Before Mareep can release its electric charge, it’s gone, and the pokeball goes dark. Chulito, none the wiser, whined and sniffed at the pokeball curiously as if waiting for it to come back out.

CATCHING MAREEP