mav
he | him | his
27 (now 31)
october 21st
lavender town, kanto
heterosexual
freelancer
ex-gym leader
a heart like a lion, burning like fire
TAG WITH @maverick
maverick noah ryder
another face in the crowd [safari]
POSTED ON Jan 11, 2020 3:32:08 GMT
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tag notes bleh... still not happy but i do think my muse is coming back
capture riolu plz!
2/3 balls remaining | Walking away from a chance to catch a shiny pokemon had a very strange feeling with it. Most trainers would kill for a shiny pokemon, let alone catch one in person. Yet, Maverick felt no need to catch one. Although a wooloo might have been a good addition to the team, there was someone about the pokemon he didn’t like. Was it because of its appearance? Maverick tended to favor pokemon that looked kind of intimidating, with hints of big, scary, and powerful with it. A cute little sheep like creature just didn’t seem his style, even being black furred instead of white. The man just couldn’t do it. All well, the best he could do is just try to forget. He had came across shiny pokemon before and even owned a few before like an absol and sandile. What made that shiny wooloo so special from the rest? Meh….
An hour almost passed by as the scarred man and his beloved hell hound continued their search for another pokemon. The safari zone was so massive, much bigger than the trainer thought. “Got anything good Azula?” the man questioned in a low tone, warm gaze flickered over the tall grass as it swayed in the cool breeze, “I’m not sure how much longer we have.” The six foot tall canine lifted her snout into the air as the winds carried scents from miles away, nostrils flared with the intake of a new scent that lingered with its swirls. With a sample of a new scent, Azula began her search.
Even before she was captured by this human so many years ago, this rapidash skull wearing canine was known as an exceptional tracker and hunter. Her pack depended on her for both protection and food. However because she has never bared pups, Azula was unable to be a true alpha in the pack. It was rather unfortunate as she always wanted to pass down her genes and have pups of her own. Maybe someday, she will find a suitable mate to bare puppies with her. Someday.
The scent was very faint at first, only small traces of the creature scent was laced in the earth. But after several minutes of searching, a fresh scent was found. Azula let a huff out, her ruby gaze flickered to her trainer’s as they meet eyes. “Got something good,” Mav motioned for her to lead the way, “Let’s go.” The fire and dark type head lifted into air, muzzle parted slightly as a howl escaped her throat and erupted into the air with pure excitement. “Easy girl,” the man chuckled lightly, patting her shoulder, “Don’t scare it away.” With that, the canine like creature let her nose fall to the earth and began her tracking.
Not soon after they found a scent, the pair found what they were looking for. Warm colored orbs observed the riolu as it appeared to be practicing it attacks. Both the human and pokemon ducked down and tried to stay down wind of the pokemon, being careful not being caught by the wild pokemon. “What do you think Azula? Is it worth it? Think you can handle it on your own?” Gaze shifted down to his beloved hell hound, the canine only let out a snarl before she crept forward. Again, the man chuckled. “Assuming that was a yes.”
The houndoom slowly approached the pokemon down wind, doing her best to keep herself hidden within the tall grass. Her breathing was steady, movements fluid, and being sure not to make a noise. Nose sniffed the air, trying to sense what the pokemon might do next. Unfortunately for the riolu, he was so focused on his practice he didn’t noticed something was creating up on him. And when Azula saw an open to make her move, she pounced. Muzzle down wide with sharp pearly whites revealed, a nasty snarled ripped through her throat as she crunched down on the riolu’s left arm. The wild creature whimpered with pain as Azula was quick to move, whipping her head back and forth like rag doll in hopes to keep the pokemon from being able to attack her. The creature screamed out and soon passed out due to the sheer pain.
“Well than,” the man coughed as he stood and strolled up to her, “Not what I meant but I guess that got the job done. I hope you didn’t hurt him too much. He wouldn’t be much use if he’s too injured.” Azula let out a small whine, dropping the creature on the ground before her human before taking a few steps back. “Please be more gentle next time.” With that, Maverick pulled out the safari ball and tapped the ball on the creatures head. A bright beam of light engulfed the pokemon and sucked the creature in. A click ensured a successful capture. “On to the next I guess,” the man grunted, placing the poke ball in his pocket and continued their search.
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