Blue of feather


Last catch was a good sign and also an encouraging one. I had been getting kind of tired from battling the same pokémon over and over… and over, especially considering that I had already caught all of them. perhaps i should consider changing my training spot.

A blue pokémon waddled out of the tall grass and growled defiantly at my ally. Aron did not care that this wild pokémon was weaker or even that it posed no real threat, she just wanted some action.


The first attack was super effective, and also the last one.

I was nervous about the fact that the opponent was a ducklett and they were usually slippery, but this was not the case, either that or Aron compensated for the slide.

The blue pokémon fell to the ground, lifeless.

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