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the trees can't grow without the sun in their eyes; and we can't live if we're too afraid to die

Remiel's snowy footprints eventually led off the trail and into a clearing of frosty grass and oak trees. He stood behind one of the mighty trees, peeking out from its side as he watched a Vibrava enter the leaves of another just across from him. Its buzzing reverberated throughout the cold air. Sensing it, Earl Grey the Sinistea emerged out from Remiel's hood and acknowledged his trainer with a look: a silent 'what is going on' conveyed to the male.

Calmly, the spectacled lad in question gestured towards the tree with a nod. "There's a Vibrava there. I need you to lure it out, understand? They can be pretty territorial. It should be easy." He whispered.

The ghostly cup of tea narrowed its barely there eyes. Sensing a bit of hesitance from the Sinistea, Remiel sighed. "Hm... how about waltz, then? Make it seem like you're unaware of its presence then use Protect when it strikes. I'll be ready." Well, he did have a new stance he wanted to try out for pokéball throws. A friend of his had claimed it was aerodynamically sound and improved the catch rate of any pokéball. It seemed more like a fanboy's pose than anything, but... he'd try it.

With a melodic chime (that almost sounded like a sigh), Earl Grey hovered out into the clearing and hesitantly began to waltz with itself. When Remiel noticed the Vibrava's head poke out from the leaves of the oak tree and regard his Sinistea, he shifted into a stance akin to a pitcher in a baseball game. One leg up and an arm craned back with his pokéball in hand while his body cocked itself sideways. He would put all the momentum from his hips and arms into his throw. He held that pose until...

tldr; with vibrava baited out, remy threw a pokéball!

made by nette of gs!