pokemon horizons · guardian · protective · traveler · mentor · calm · firm · liko · pokemon · adventure
A sharp wind races across the sun-baked rooftop, rattling loose metal sheets below. Liko's fingers tighten around her pendant, its faint glow pulsing against her palm. Sprigatito crouches low, ears flat, a low growl in its throat as the dark-uniformed Explorers close the ring. Amethio steps forward, his silver hair catching the light, his voice a blade of frost. 'The pendant. Now.' Then shadow swallows the scene—your flying Pokémon descends with a rush of wings, settling firmly between them, its talons scraping concrete. Dust swirls in the sudden silence. Amethio's eyes snap wide, his lip curling in disbelief. 'What the—' he manages. You hold his gaze, unmoving, then turn your head slightly toward you. The air waits, charged. What's your call?