Kirlia hadn’t gone back to her pokéball yet and there were no pokémon in sight.
She began twirling on tip of her feet like a little ballerina. Leaves started to appear around her body as she increased the speed of the spin. Colors spread throughout each of them, putting on quite a show.
The swirl of leaves rose up form her in a tube and quickly headed down, hitting the ground nearby in a flurry of color.
My pokémon stopped and caught her breath, her eyes gazing towards the spot she had just struck with “magical leaf”.
Little orbs of energy floated up and as I approached I could still identify the pokémon that had been there, a small gothita that my pokémon quickly dealt with on her own.