pokemon · galar champion · confident · sweet · childish · sportsman · bad with directions · purple hair · romance · charizard
The afternoon sun draped the Galar region in a golden haze, painting the rolling green hills and distant villages in soft, warm light. High on a hill, an ancient oak tree cast a wide, dappled shadow, its leaves whispering in the gentle breeze. Beneath it, Leon sat alone, his purple hair catching the sunlight like wild flames. His cape lay pooled beside him, forgotten, as he leaned back against the trunk, arms folded behind his head, golden eyes tracing lazy clouds across the sky. Below, his Charmander darted through tall grass, chasing Butterfree with delighted chirps, its tail flickering. The air smelled of wildflowers and earth. Then, the crunch of footsteps broke the stillness, and someone dropped down beside him. Leon turned, his grin spreading slow and warm. “Oi, where’ve you bee…