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following the events that transpired at meteor falls, miyako is both hesitant and eager to see what shalin has planned for their next meeting. in fact, she's still a tad bit sore from her broken rib—though it has healed well, it still gives her some pause. when she arrives at the romping grounds, though, she is immediately taken aback by the sheer beauty and vastness of the landscape before her.[break][break]

the rolling hills, lush with emerald green grass, and the towering deciduous trees create a picturesque view that seems to stretch on for miles. in the center of it all, a small lake glimmers in the sunlight, its crystal-clear waters inviting miyako to take a dip.[break][break]

as she takes in her surroundings, miyako can't help but notice the unusual sight of nearly every pokémon roaming the grounds wearing saddles. from the fiery salazzle to the hefty seismitoad, each creature seems to have been outfitted with gear for riding. even the raticate, a pokémon miyako would never have considered suitable for such a task, is sporting a saddle.[break][break]

the whole scene is bizarre, to say the least, and miyako can hardly believe her eyes. she turns to shalin, a look of disbelief etched on her face. "what the hell is all this?" she asks, gesturing to the saddled pokémon. "do you... do you ride all of these?"[break][break]

the thought of shalin hopping onto the back of a salazzle or a raticate is both absurd and impressive, and miyako can't help but let out a small chuckle. "you're something else, you know that?" she says, shaking her head in amazement.

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