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[attr="class","wildtag"]MARIA LANARO-MATISSE

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a blur of darkness shoots by. [break][break]

and she finds a weavile, jumping throughout the trees. this was.. certainly new, especially since they lived in colder climates, last she recalled? why would there be one in the forest? [break][break]

perhaps it got lost? but she doesn't know how it could get from the snowy mountains to.. here. surely, its trainer might be looking for it - there's no way it's wild and came all the way out here, right? surely, it will return to its trainer in due time. it's none of her business now. [break][break]

so with a shrug, she takes a deep breath to fully breathe in the air. it's fresh, still, filled with the scent of verdant greens, and maybe with a tinge of oranges. yes, this pure, untainted forest with so many vibrant sounds and beautiful colours.

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[attr="class","wildtag"]MARISOL SIMONE

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maybe she'll listen to some music to pass the time. [break][break]

it adds something to the atmosphere, at least. but then that means she wouldn't be able to hear the beautiful sounds of the forest anymore. oh, what a dilemma. so instead, she'll hum a fun little tune she'd listen to back when she was in unova. after all, the music there was always fun, and always so different to the overly romanticized kalos. [break][break]

it seems like her humming has caught the attention of a nearby diggersby, however, but it hops right back on its way. honestly, it can do as it pleases - she won't say or do anything, but it's still lonely when it leaves her sight. [break][break]

so instead, she pulls out a pokeball and has a purrloin sit next to her, on the railing of a wooden bridge she's found herself walking to, and leaning her upper body against. [break][break]

"doesn't the water sound nice?" she asks, in a voice laced with orange. the feline only purrs.

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[attr="class","wildtag"]MARIA LANARO-MATISSE

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the purrloin doesn't think so. [break][break]

but a crane in the water does, evident by how they trill with a piece of cloth in its beak. crystal blue eyes idly eye the bird, who cranes over the water to take a little sip, and she can't help but to admire, a little bit. its tall, and quite pretty and pleasing to look at. [break][break]

if she recalls correctly, it should be a pokemon from paldea, no? she'll remember going there once, twice, a couple of times, but no more than visiting galar. her lips curl into a smile, watching as the bird pokemon eventually lowers itself into the water. and, after just enough thinking, she pulls out another pokeball to call out an espurr. [break][break]

"psyshock." she commands the little feline, whose indifferent expression leads up to a sudden burst of energy and power, rocks and debris lifting into the air to shoot at the crane pokemon without so much a warning. does she feel a little bad for disturbing its peace? perhaps, but it was pretty enough for her to want it. [break][break]

so following up, she throws a pokeball at the water, a smile to her lips as she hums and stretches into the air. "lets go home."

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