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It isn't long before the duo stumble upon another creature, the gentle crunch of snow beneath their feet alerting the Pokemon to their presence.[break][break]

Well, it's also the surprised gasp that flies from Illeana's lips that all but gives them away. She attempts to stifle herself, schooling her features into a mask of cool indifference. Really, the expression just looks funny and she feels like a bit of a bumbling idiot.[break][break]

"You're a pretty thing, aren't you?" She coos, moving to crouch as the Starmie turns to face them. The woman keeps a comfortable distance, taking a bit of caution to not startle the poor thing. After all, this is its home and she is technically trespassing? The sudden urge to apologize to the water type is quick on her tongue but she swallows it back, opting for a smile instead.[break][break]

A flurry of noises escape the Starmie, growing a little loud in volume and beside her, Flammae bristles slightly. Water and fire don't exactly mix... Flammae, kind and patient as she is, also isn't the best when it comes to getting wet. "We're sorry to bother you," Illeana mumbles, putting her hands up in an attempt at pacification. This doesn't go over well, however...[break][break]

Well, it ends about as well as she should have expected: with a hydro pump to the face.[break][break]

A shrill shriek escapes the dark haired scientist as she scrambles up and away, Flammae quick on her heels. "Cold, cold, cold," echoes around her as she shivers, trembling hands clutching at her arms in a feeble attempt to warm herself. "Maybe we should try another part?" Her laugh is meek, embarrassed, every bit as flustered as she feels. Part of her, however, feels a little ashamed for just rushing up to the Starmie without taking its thoughts and feelings into consideration... That wasn't very nice, right? Ugh. She definitely deserved the hydro pump.[break][break]

Beside Illeana, the Ninetales tries to offer comfort in the form of increased body heat, pressing closer to the shivering woman without a sound. A smile floats to her features and they continue, the Starmie debacle left behind them in favor of finding the rest of the treasures that the safari zone holds.

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The next little creature they stumble upon is something familiar, something she is all too comfortable with, and it isn't unexpected for a flurry of coos to tumble from slightly parted lips.[break][break]

An Alolan Vulpix, much like her dear Nix before evolution morphed him into a Ninetales. Funny, she certainly doesn't need to have two of the little ice foxes but... The more the merrier![break][break]

Flammae breaks the silence first, a welcoming chirp escaping the tawny fox as she steps forward, almost dwarfing the smaller fox in comparison. The Vulpix startles at first, shy and unsure, sniffing at the air around them with wide eyes. Illeana crouches, then, with a gentle hand extended in greeting. "Hello, little one," she murmurs, her tone taking on that of a motherly figure. It seems young, as if venturing out into the world for the first time. Curiosity licks at the Vulpix's face, coming in the form of a head tilt and its own little coo, small steps taken toward the Ninetales.[break][break]

Flammae responds in kind, sitting still and allowing the ice type to come closer, snout sniffing at the tan tails that fan out behind her. This goes on for a few moments, each fox taking turns sniffing at the other. Before long, it dissolves into play time, bits of snow flying about as the young kit begins to chirp happily while doing circles around the older fox. "Thick as thieves, huh?" Illeana muses, affection dripping from every word. Her voice serves as a distraction for the Vulpix, a means for it to pause and linger for a moment. They stare at each other, Illeana's lips curving into a gentle smile while the Vulpix begins to creep closer, slow at first before gaining confidence and completing the trip to the scientist's side with excited steps.[break][break]

"You wanna join us?" She questions, reaching an idle hand to stroke at the fur along its back, earning a chirp in response. "I'll take that as a yes?" Vulpix merely shoves herself into the woman's legs for more pets, eager to lap up any attention she can get. A safari ball is pulled from Illeana's belt, tapped lightly against the fox's head. It disappears in a flash of light, the ball shaking in Illeana's grasp, her mind silently hoping for capture.[break][break]

She'd be lying if she said she didn't want to keep the little love bug, already smitten with the Vulpix.[break][break]

notes | capture attempt on the precious bean c:

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The newly filled pokeball is quickly clipped onto her belt, a squeal of excitement escaping her lips.[break][break]

Sure, she should probably not grab all the foxes she sees but... It's so difficult not to! Just look at their faces, those cute ears, and the abundance of fluff they possess. Ugh, the cutest. Apparently, she has a type and it's foxes.[break][break]

The duo continues along, then, the newest addition to their small team taking a rest while they carry out the rest of this safari journey. It isn't long before another creature enters their path, a Phantump this time. Ugh, so cute! Another squeal escapes her and she is careful in not rushing closer to it, instead taking small steps. The last thing she wants is to startle the little thing...[break][break]

"Hello there," she coos, baby voice in full force. "You're precious!" The Phantump coos back, confused as to why this woman is talking to it in such a voice. Weirdo, right? She doesn't mind, however, as it allows her to come closer, staring at her with orange eyes. She is slow in crossing the distance but when she does, she quickly smiles and reaches out to stroke at the horns on its head. "These are pretty strong, you know," she murmurs, smile widening when the Phantump leans into her touch, noises of happiness escaping the ghost.[break][break]

It is then that she slides another safari ball from her belt, moving to tap the ball atop its head. The ball wiggles in her hand and she waits, once again hopeful for another cute addition to her growing team.[break][break]

notes | capture attempt on the second precious bean ;u; so many cuties i cry

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The woman pauses, the rustling of snow covered bushes filtering into her ears. She rotates on her heels, gun metal eyes searching for the source.[break][break]

It comes in the form of a little bundle of white and blue, bursting through the bushes with unbridled excitement. A Darumaka, one unlike any she's ever seen, trots right up with bright eyes and a howl of greeting. Energetic little thing, she muses to herself as she stares down at it. "Oh, you're so small!" Illeana can't help but coo at it, bending to get a closer look.[break][break]

The Darumaka responds in kind, dancing closer and closer with little cries of happiness. "You're adorable," she murmurs, a smile rising to her face. "Friendly, aren't you?" The Darumaka chirps and reaches little hands out toward her, as if asking to be scooped up, eager for affection. Odd, most wild Pokemon are terrified of trainers, shying away from strangers. This one, however, seems different, seems ready to leave its home for adventures, for love and care.[break][break]

"Oh," she replies to the gesture, curiosity settling onto her face. "So cute!" Her Ninetales stares, confused by this strange little creature. Illeana isn't, however, and so she reaches with gentle fingers, picking the ice type up with a giggle. "You want a friend, right? To play with?" The Darumaka squeals excitedly in her arms, little hands waving about. "Well, you've got one in me as long as you'll have me!"[break][break]

She shifts the little dear into one arm, her newly freed hand grabbing for her final safari ball. With a wink, Illeana presses it into one of the Darumaka's grabbing hands, eagerly awaiting to see if the little thing will have her as a friend, a companion.[break][break]

notes | third precious bean capture attempt <33 thank you shiv ;u;

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