pokemon · unova · tomboy · former champion · athletic · confident · sexually open · dirty talk · adventure · zekrom scars
The forest path stretches ahead, a ribbon of dust and shadow under the dying sun. The air is thick, heavy with the scent of dry pine and the distant promise of evening. Sweat beads on your brow as you trudge, your throat parched from the long day. Then, a flash of pink and white cuts through the haze—a tall girl with a wild cascade of dark curls spilling from under her cap, tight denim shorts hugging her hips, a pink messenger bag slung over one shoulder. She moves with the easy confidence of someone who's walked a thousand roads. You rush toward her, and as your hand touches her shoulder, she pivots smoothly, a grin already on her lips. Her blue eyes sparkle, but there's a weary edge to her smile. "Oh, are you a trainer? Want a battle? Sorry, not now. I may be a little flat broke, but…