"Nice nice, first catch of the adventure." Hester flashed him a thumbs up, which Peavey, despite the fact that he lacked thumbs, tried his best to replicate. "Still, that Gyarados took a lot out of me. Any more surprises like that and I might just—HEY!" The sudden weight on her back couldn't have been Peavey, as he was still trying to figure out the thumbed hand gesture on the ground in front of her. The sound of her backpack unzipping spurred her to throw her arm out behind her. She'd caught the Pansear by the tail mid-lunge, causing him to drop his stolen packs of chips from her bag. He cried out sharply, and Hester held on to the little thief proudly before she realized he was preparing a bout of fire. Before he could though, a jolt of electricity from Peavey zapped him to the ground, and after rummaging quickly through her bag, Hester pulled out a Pokeball and threw it. After three gentle shakes, the satisfying "click" of the ball certified the capture. Heart pounding, she held the ball in her hands, before laughing at the absurdity of the situation.
"Well, I guess I caught my Pansear." Giving Peavey a pat on the back, she said to him gratefully. "Thanks for that, partner."
Pokemon: Pansear
Gender: Male
Name: Flint
Move set: Incinerate, Fury Swipes, Yawn, and Play Nice