Deciding to give up on his dark type hunt for a few weeks, the twenty seven year old man traveled all the way to the underground route that travels through Mt Chimney often called the fiery path. He also hoped to help his sanity of hunting dark types to mix it up and find more fire types. In fact, he hoped to run into Kimba or the others today though unlikely. Upon entering the fiery path, the man couldn’t help but feel the heat. A bead of sweat already started to form along the site of his face, rolling down until the surface was no more. “Holy shit,” the man cursed under his breath as he let his gaze flickered to Azula who probably loved the heat, “It’s fucking hot in here.”

Azula nudged Mav’s hand with her nose before letting out a small whine. The man rolled his eyes, knowing what she wanted. Pluck his pokeball out of his pocket, he tossed the ball into the air and it burst open. A large fire lion dog appeared, yawning and stretching from his short slumber in the ball. Azula trotted up to the canine, them cuddling for a moment before turning to Maverick. “At this point, I might just leave Evo out of his ball too.” Azula’s head lifted at the comment, long arrow tipped tail twitched. “No. I already have to deal with your ass everyday. I ain’t about to deal with both of you.” Azula let out a small whimper but was quickly silenced by Evo’s affection. “Let’s go,” he grumbled, leading the back deeper in the cave, “Don’t want to be here all day.”