A further of the way down the mountain side, Koji would begin to hear the beginning sound of running water. It was deafly faint, weak, but it was different to the majority ambience on these mountains that it stuck out in his head. He continued along heading toward the source of the noise. Shortly, Koji would come upon a small creek with the faintest run of water. Aside from the prominent bodies of water, there were these weaker trails that sprung up every so often.

On the side of the small creek, seated on the dirt bank was a figure. The closer that Koji steppe, the clearer it became. It was a Dewott. Sat on its lonesome and with a pebble in hand, ignorant to its surroundings as it tossed the small stone back and forth between its paws in a jubilant manner. This was an opportunity that Koji had been looking for. A chance to see which Pokemon of his late father had desired to come along with him.., but. The Dewott appeared to be so serene and peaceful, he couldn’t ambush that moment, could he?

Instead, Koji carried along his self curated path – throwing the Dewott a small wave in its peripheral vision as he moved on past it.

Thud! Thud!! Thud!!!

The thundering sounds of scales impacting on wood as a small, scaled dragon – Jangmo-o beats its head against a stoic standing tree. Steely determination burns behind its crimson pupils, undeterred in its execution. While it was likely that Jangmo-o was just training, the way it attacked was as if the tree trunk had wronged it somehow.

A brilliant flash of red light erupted from the Pokeball and took the form of Excadrill. ”Tonka?” KJ muttered in a low voice. Tonka was one of his late fathers Pokemon on the farm that for years had assisted in all sorts of needs related to digging. Integral was the word. Tonka had grown so strong since the little Drilbur that Koji had helped nurture to hatch and now it had decided it wanted to join Koji on whatever this journey might turn out to be.

Faux-reunions aside, there was a Jangmo-o to catch. ”Surprise it with a rapid-spin!” he calls and the subterrene mole dived underground at its feet. Beneath the soil its movements rumbled closer to the Jangmo-o until finally leaping from the earth, claws clasped together and Tonka spun rapidly into the Jangmo-o sending it across the dirt plain to a skidding halt. ”Hell yeah, Tonka!” but as Tonka raised its arms in celebration, a sudden tackle of mass from the Jangmo-o collided with the mole knocking it back.

”Go underground again!” Tonka would oblige and dive beneath the soil once more. It left the Jangmo-o uncertain, its head on a swivel as it tried to assess the oncoming threat that was posed. It was too late! Tonka emerged from the earth beneath the small dragon, striking it by surprise and launching both of them into the air. ”Drill run!” pulling back its right arm, the claw turned a steely-silver as Tonka struck the Jangmo-o sending it hard into the ground.

This would be the moment Koji throws out a Pokeball, the red flash pulling the Jangmo-o inside as a capture attempt was made!