Speaking of on brand possibilities, they seemed to become reality before long. Though she’d managed to start her observing after just a few paces into the fields (such a monumental distance, she knew), she found her eyes straying towards the selfsame path she so shortly trekked across upon hearing a few, familiar chirps and seemingly excited cries.[break][break]

The type that always seemed to come alongside some sort of new discovery— which, in that case, seemed to be another friend.[break][break]

Another little bird, by the look of it; one similar to the one she’d accidentally pelted with a Safari Ball during her last visit. The memory was…honestly equally as sad as it was funny.[break][break]

She tossed one of the capsules she’d been given upon entry. Maybe if her aim was ass, it would have something to bond with her Rowlet over.[break][break]

(tl;dr: catch attempt on rookidee)

2/3 capture attempts[break]
n o t e s

☉

And just like that—just as she was starting to mind her own business again—there seemed to be another itty bitty baby entering from stage left.[break][break]

It was a bit cute at first, honestly. As the little dragon stumbled into view, the two, older ones of her companion group seemed to watch with a touch of amusement as the younger ones really just…messed around. The green-headed one seemed more intent with cautious curiosity, whereas the blue-skinned one wanted a more up close and personal approach.[break][break]

Before long, though, the ranger found a small, wheezing gasp leaving her lips as she saw her Nidoran throw her stubby hand at the Axew, yipping and seemingly rearing for a fight.[break][break]

”Okay, no. No, you can’t just go up to someone and punch them—” she sighed, immediately tossing another Safari Ball out on instinct as a means to quickly separate the poor dragon. ”God— girl, get your shit together...!”[break][break]

(tl;dr: catch attempt on axew)

1/3 capture attempts[break]
n o t e s

☉