"hoookay!"

and there we go! trying to do her thing, letting her d--thing swing! take a hoppity steppity whoopity-- what was she doing again? right, taking care of the garden. she could do that. enough with her eevees, who were having fun trying to scale around the garden to make sure that things weren't going south. then lo and behold, a gulpin trying to GULPIN THESE N-- seeds.

how dare they? how rude. totally rude. "GEM" and "INI--" she shouts, pointing to the rogue poison type. "chuck a swift at it, gogogo!~" the trainer snickers, pointing at the poison pokemon. the two pokemon chuck stars, and off it goes. scared. hah.

"mission accomplished~"

scaring off gulpin

ahh, she wanted to draw.

what better place was there, than the garden? surely, she thought, the garden would be able to give her some nice idea of what to do. some nice idea of what future weddings she could plan out once she's gotten herself out of school (or.. she's able to get into school to begin with, what with the universities still trying to adjust everything after the war). but that's alright! she just had to do some extra studying for when she could enter, and that was no problem to her!

so she enters the garden and, lo and behold, a chikorita seems quite determined to take down the berries that are growing peacefully in their beds. but.. why? felicity doesn't seem to quite.. understand why this pokemon was so determined..? ah! maybe the berries said something rude to it, and now it was getting angry at the berries! if that's the case, she had a great idea! a quick sketch here, and a quick sketch there and bam! an angry berry tree!

"hey there!" the young trainer calls out with a smile on her face, holding the sketchbook up to the violent little grass pokemon. "if they made you angry, you can get angry at this drawing, here? otherwise some other trainer will come around, and get angry that you're messing up their garden!" her lips curl into a smile as she slowly approaches the little grass pokemon. it seemed reluctant at first but, maybe it was because of its young age that curiosity got the better of it, and it turned its attention to try and slice at the sketchbook. felicity giggles softly as she sits herself down with the pokemon and, after a good amount of time, she found herself wordlessly befriending the little thing with its spite. maybe she'll catch it later, she's sure that it would have wanted it, too.

and her assumptions were proven correct when it followed her off.

this little shit.

she was just trying to enjoy her time over at the garden yet, here she was, watching as a.. flying.. totem was trying to take or destroy her berries. she couldn't exactly say that she was very fond of it, so.. she may as well try to fend it off.

"xue."

the woman calls out an icy fox, of which glared over at the bird pokemon. the trainer only has to wave her hand at it, and the ninetales was already more than aware of her intentions - so long as she didn't destroy the berries herself. the pokemon opens its mouth and releases a powder snow at it, until it either gave up and left the berries, or it fainted.