Maverick had a report stating that his garden was under attack. And that once again, he was the only one available to go check it out. Figures. Either way, the burnt scarred man was swift to answer the call. Warm colored digits spotted the fighting type moving towards the berry plants. “Azula,” he growled, hand rose to point to the intruder, “Get it out of there. Use your new move!”

The massive six foot seven canine snarled, lips pealed back her reveal her pearl canines. At the sound of the canine, the fighting type turned to meet its foe. Azula throw her head back in a howl, summoning  fierce wind lanced with fairy dust. It wrapped around the wild pokemon, creating lacerations on its skin. It screamed in pain and agony, soon passing out unable to stand it anymore.

A sigh escaped him, reaching into his pocket for an empty sphere. “Good work,” the man praised his canine, tossing the ball in hopes to capture it and take it far away form here, “It looks like it didn’t get to the plants.” The canine let out a snort, trotting up to the ball to retrieve it for his master once the capture was successful.

- azula uses springtime storm, knocking out the clobbopus for maverick to capture it

As per usual, it was Maverick whom was to respond to the invader in the garden. Warm crimson colored orbs flickered over to his flapple, spotting the dragon and grass type keeping the bug at bay. “Nice work Alma,” the man praised his garden defender, moving closer to the wild pokemon, “Go ahead and take it out. Acrobatics should take it out.”

The flapple didn’t hesitate to attack, body became surrounded in a brilliant silver glow. And with great speed, the creature used its agility to hit the creature several times. It screeched in pain, falling to the ground with a soft thud. Maverick grumbled, tossing an empty sphere at the unconscious creature. His gaze shifted to the flapple, giving her a pleased nod.

ooc: capture plz!

It was time to harvested his berries he planted. He has been growing them for almost a month now. And as he came to the garden to collect his rewards, crimson colored orbs narrowed at the sight of something black and fluffy in the mix of the greenery. “What the-“ the man mumbled to himself, halting when the black ball of fluff moved. His casually stroll to the garden has picked up into a sprint. His mouth opened, ready to call out to the wild pokemon in hopes to spot it from eating his berries.

But just as he was about to shout, the familiar frame of his flapple came into site. Her eyes narrowed at the shiny wool, apple body took on a brilliant reddish brown glow. The wooloo let out a fearful cry, attempting to quickly turn and flee. However, Alma wasn’t about to let the wild pokemon get again. The dragon and grass type charged after it, waiting for the wild pokemon to exit the garden before she began to beat up the wild pokemon with her CLOSE COMBAT abilities. By the time Maverick got there, the shiny wooloo was out cold.

“Nice work Alma,” he praised the flapple, reaching out to pat her on the head, “Did it get the berries?” The perplexed expression crossed her eyes. Maverick’s heart dropped, quickly darting into his make shift garden to check on his berries. His brows scrunched when he arrived at his plants, all the berries gone but a note was left behind. It read…

“Hey Mav! So like, I know I didn’t plant these but.... I’m gunna take them. Hope that’s cool with you. I owe you one!

- With love, Ely (eleanor blair teska )”

The man cursed, anger boiled his blood. Those were his ficken berries man! But, it didn’t take long for him to cool down. Of course the one time those other two come to the garden, one of them steals his stuff. Maverick let out a frustrated grumble, turning to his flapple who seemed to noticed his sudden mood change. “Don’t let those two come here again unless they plant something. Got it.” Alma nodded, watching as her trainer chuck a ball at the knocked out pokemon, gather the ball, then storm off to gather more seeds to plant more berries.

The ex gym leader wasn’t about to let the girly trainer take his berries again. So half way through their growing, Maverick decided to pop in on the garden to be sure she hasn’t been here. After all, how did she know they were there until she seen them. Crimson colored orbs flickered over his healthy growing plants, giving a nod to his Gardner Alma who peaked in on what he was doing. “Remember, don’t let her in here until after I harvest these. Got it.”

The flapple gave a silent nod, turning to continue her upkeep on the garden. Maverick took in a deep breath, feeling as though that sneaky girl will come back to steal them. At the moment, there was nothing he could do other than wait. With a heavy sigh, the man turned to leave. His berries still have a few more weeks until they can be harvested.

That Maverick guy was so… rude. If she would have known that partnering up with him and that other girl meant that she was going to get nagged at all the time, Ely wouldn’t have never agreed to it and found someone else to do this who community garden thing. How was she to know that those berries were his and his only? It’s a group effort, right? They shared the profits, right? Bleh. Whatever.

Sapphire orbs shifted down to her cute little stufful, a wide smile spread across her glossy lips. “Thank you for accompanying me Stufful,” Ely beamed, still can’t get over how cute the little bear like creature was, “The guy insisted that I have to check on the garden today as ‘payback’ for ‘stealing’ his berries.” The creature let out a huff, not in agreement but more or less because it was a long walk. However, the up and coming coordinator took it as agreement. “Right? He’s such a pain.”

Upon getting close to their garden location, blue eyes widen at the sight of two pokemon battling it out. “Oh no,” she exclaimed, her casual stroll turned into a life or death sprint, “Maverick is going to kill me if they destroy the berries.” The young coordinator began to sprint franticly to the garden location. “Come on Stufful. We need to hurry!” The little bear like pokemon tilted, only to follow after the woman.

“Hey! Stop that! You’re going to ruin the berry trees! Stooooop!” The worn down flapple turned to the sound of a familiar voice, though that proved a bad idea when the lickilicky charged head first into the garden defender with a hard-hitting ZEN HEADBUTT. The power sent Alma several feet away, landing roughly out of the garden and too worn down to get back up. With that one out of the way, the wild pokemon turned to the new defender of the taste food.

“Oh no,” the woman softly whispered to herself, flinching at the sight of the wild pokemon turning its attention to her, “How could something so pink cute be so menacing?” It waggled closer, clearly ready to attack anyone in the way of his treats. “Look here licky,” the pink haired woman proclaimed, stomping her foot into the ground, “You can’t have any of those berries. If you want berries, I got some back home you can eat.” The pink tubby pokemon ignored her. “Fine. Stufful. Take care of it please. Show them the muscle you got.”

The stufful sprang into action. On all fours, it charged towards the bigger pokemon. Its longe thick tongue stretched out, attempting to power whip the little bear pokemon. However, being smaller had its advantages. The stufful dodged the tongue easily, a paw raised as it FORCE PALMed with all its might. The power behind the little critter stranger than the licky thought, stumbling backwards before losing its balance completely and falling over. It let out a cry. “Great work! One more time.”

The wild pokemon’s eyes took on a reddish close, effectively disabling the attack. No fear though, the stufful still TACKLEd the already weakened foe. And with that hard hit tackle, the berry stealer was out cold. Reaching into her pockets, the woman tossed a pokeball at the creature. The ball sucked the pokemon in before locking the wild pokemon in. The sphere fell to the ground with a soft thud, wiggling along the ground. “Pew. That was close.” Her gaze shifted to the berry places, a quick investigation shown that she arrived just in time. Satisfied, Eleanor moved to heal up Alma before heading out.