Cold Wind on a Fresh Breeze [Wild]

[Jay Rivers]

Outside the lab Jay would stop and inventory his items, moving things around to the front pockets or back pouch as needed and shifting some of his equipment to his belt and the various pouches there. Potions, pokeball, and stylus were all on hand, his pokedex was easily accessible, and shifting things around carefully, he was able to place the egg into the main pouch of his bag, making sure it was padded nicely and nothing was pressing too sharply against it. Satisfied at last, he shifted his bag over his shoulder again and, sliding his starter's ball out of it's holster, held it thoughtfully while he moved down the road.

Jay's mind was still on the issue that had been mentioned with the legendaries, but there was no point really lingering too much on it right now. Until he either had an encounter himself, or more info to work on, it was really nothing more then the simple warning of the professor. They were appearing. No reason, no indication of their demeanor towards things, nor even any clue of what was happening as a result or how this was affecting things. But they were appearing. He would hope he wouldn't have such an encounter anytime soon before he had time to prepare and train, or that if he did it was not as grim a thing as the warning had made it seem, but he couldn't help what would come, just make sure he was ready for it.

Once he passed what seemed the limits of the town and properly entered the route, Jay paused, gloved fingers running over the pokeball a moment as he glanced around the lightly forested route and across the lake before nodding and popping the seal on the ball with a flash of red. The first step of preparing would have to be meeting his starter though, and to begin attempting to train or get other pokemon under his command. Communication and training were both vital, and he wanted to get a good feel for his newest companion.

344 | Gible Shark | First wild thread :3

[Gible Shark]

At this point during the day it was rather quiet. Not a Sound, well except for a magikarp breaching the water on the lake near by. It wasn’t too long before a bright light erupted from the pokeball. A Grass owl appeared at Jay’s feet. Durian stared up at her new trainer with great Curiosity. She tilted her head to the side, “Let?” She cooed. She was wondering what this boy wanted to do.

Eventually the rowlet got board and took off, landing in a nearby tree. Unfortunately it was already occupied. Another angry bird attacked her, forcing Durian from the tree. “Row!” She called angrily at the bird pokemon. She then looked to her trainer, waiting for whatever Jay had in mind for this Pesky Pikipek.

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A Wild Pikipek Has Appeared!

[Jay Rivers]

Jay crouched stiffly by the bird as the rowlet appeared at his feet. The route was calm, almost idyllic in its quiet tranquility, the sun lancing through the sky to spread it's warm summery light across the otherwise crisp and cool winter day, a pale attempt to chase away the frigid hold of the north-blown season of frost and ice. Whether it was the season itself, chasing most creatures into hiding and rest until the warmer days and making the others scarce for lack of food and cover, or the time of day, the morning light chasing the nocturnal critters back to their nests and welcoming the daylight folk with the caution of exposure along such a well-trodden path and keeping them cautious in their waking and earlier hours, he could not say, but the route was all but empty, it's inhabitants having made themselves scarce and the breeze whispering through his hair with chilled fingers but not quite brushing the frost-killed grass that crunched underfoot with the dirt and pebbles of the path.

A first glance at least, found that Jay's new companion was hardy and hearty enough seeming. The initial inspection found a few details of note, and took in in broad strokes the warmly familiar pokemon, He couldn't say if it was a surprise or not when he had found out what his companion was to be, or if the choice had been intentional on the part of his new employers to help him feel welcome and remind him of home, but having known it now, he was left with nothing but a mild nostalgia to indulge in finally coming face to face with it. The rowlet seemed to be a female, if he had to place a guess based on size and a certain way her markings curved around her features, but strong at least. Nothing too distinct, but in some ways that was better. He felt a soft corner of a smile turn at the edge of his features. He had always had good luck with both of her typings, grass types tended to be like plants, steady and orderly, with a sort of rhythm they worked by and a subtle hardiness and adaptability to them, and flying types, especially the more avian sort, were often particular but had their own knacks to them, which once learned, made them quite agreeable to the willing and patient trainer. They were also often quite bright, and their command of the skies held a wide variety of uses to it.

Jay inclined his head slightly as she cooed at him. "Greetings" He murmured in reply, sensing a bit of curiosity about her. Good, that meant she was inquisitive, that she wanted to learn and understand things. "I'm Jay. I will be your ranger partner." His own introduction given, to satisfy perhaps a part of that biting curiosity, it struck him she likely had not been provided a name if the Professor had not given one to him and there had been no note from the Rangers left to him. Hm, that would be something he would have to consider then. Something would come to him shortly though he was sure, brushing away the concern as he stood. Determining his next action, even as he decided on simply continuing his path, and made to raise his arm in a command for his companion, she took off to a nearby tree, finding herself a roost off the ground. Understandable that being in the tree was probably far more comfortable, and perhaps given the daylight hours, she was reluctant to be out in the harsh light. Her kind were nocturnal by habit if he recalled correctly, idly putting her ball along his belt for the moment.

A moment later though, she was struggling to get out of the tree again, and with quick running steps Jay was underneath the tree, a quick flick of eyes spotting the crimson markings of the other bird perched there. Hmph. It had been foolish of his companion to so brashly try to enter an unknown territory, a scouting should have been able to note the nest of another. But the other bird looked familiar at least at a glance, a steady breath leaving him as he realized it was another avian he knew from Alola. Ah, well, perhaps this was at least a chance for something else. He wasn't certain, and hadn't checked yet, if she knew any moves by breeding and birth, but he remembered a few at least that should be standard practice to her species, his gaze flicking towards her as she looked to him. He nodded sharply, sensing her eagerness for action, before flicking back to the pikipek. Here was the chance to see what she could do and work on battling together. "Rowlet." He called in a firm statement, establishing his command. "Show me what you have, start with a peck."

821 | Gible Shark | Alright lets see how this goes

[Gible Shark]

The rowlet wasted no time in her assault. She Charged forward with her beak out proudly. The bird pokemon didn't see the owl coming in time as Durian slammed into the bird. The pikipek was knocked back a ways. It's feathers were a little ruffled, but otherwise the bird was fine. Durian on the other hand stood proud at her success. She celebrated her assault, but it was a bit to premature. You see pikipek took this as an opportunity to retaliate back at it's enemy. As the grass Owl was distracted, the bird let loose a long screech from it beak catching poor Durian off guard. The rowlet was forced to use her wings in an attempt to sheild her ears from the horrible sound.

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Pikipek
Level: 10
Ability: Keen eye
Held Item: None
HP: 20/50
Status: None

VS

Rowlet (Durian)
Level: 10
Ability: Overgrow
Held Item: None
HP: 20/50
Status: None

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Durian use Peck
The Wild Pikipek used Echoed Voice