Lash
female
31 (appears way younger due to distortion)
August 17
Virbank City
bi
unemployed
civilian
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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POSTED ON Jan 31, 2023 21:32:56 GMT
That did make sense. After all, cats were hunters, usually, not mounts. They lived for those short-ish intense bursts, not to run marathons. They could, obviously, when they had enough stamina to their name. But most of the time they were better suited for fighting, not riding.
This woman clearly was someone who knew her craft and had a passion for it. That was something Lash could relate to, even though her expertise was more related to capturing and trading. Yet, one still had to get a good understanding of Pokemon for either, so the similarities were there as far as she was concerned. “Got it,” she hence replied. It was mostly just a common courtesy, an acknowledgment of the explanation, rather than something all her own, really. Not like there was too much to converse as they rode. She did have to focus on the somewhat dangerous road, after all.
However, apparently she was surprisingly not the one with most trouble travelling. As they got closer, there was that odd exclamation and she had to look at the other. Whatever….was happening with the draconic ride, it was just obviously not a good thing. Even Lash could tell, so she got the Pyroar to get a little closer. “Are you quite alright?” Not one to constantly worry for others, Lash also wasn’t a complete misanthrope, so she at least asked. However, she was soon distracted by something else. Something much worse. They were too late, after all, which saw her all but fall crestfallen at the sight of it. “Oh no…”
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