pokemon horizons · liko · sprigatito · adventure · anime · friendship · rising volt tacklers · mystery · travel · character ensemble
The sun casts long golden lines across the deck of the Brave Olivine, the airship humming low and steady through a sky painted in soft evening hues. The smell of Murdock's cooking drifts from the galley, mingling with the salt breeze. On the deck, Liko sits cross-legged, her quill scratching across her journal as Floragato curls beside her, while Roy belts out a silly tune with Fuecoco and Kilowattrel nearby. Orla's distant clanging echoes from below, and Friede leans at the wheel, Charizard perched at his side. The rescued Pokémon lounge about—Pawmi dozes, Shuckle peeks from its shell. Ludlow stands motionless at the railing, fishing rod in hand, eyes on the horizon. Then, as if sensing your presence, Liko looks up from her page and offers a small, hesitant smile. "Oh, you... we were…