"He doesn't seem to be too happy right now, but I think he's probably hiding something from me. I'm sorry that you were attacked by someone," Emily replied to Allie. Cylan carefully reached into his bag and quickly pulled out a bottle of cold milk. He carefully held it with his left arm, while he sucked on the bottle as quickly as he could with his shaky grip. He continued to keep his right arm behind his back, while his body quaked for a brief moment.
"Well, speaking of secrets... I should probably let you all know that the little mouse likes herbs oddly enough. I've seen him make some interesting stuff out of them in his free time. I guess we should get moving, and well... the one with the bows and stuff, I mean like that's up to you. I'm personally fine with it, and I won't tell if you don't want me to," Emily chimed before she focused her gaze at the Cyndaquil soon after.
"So little guy, hiding anything from me?" Emily asked in a solemn tone, as the fire mouse trembled in fear. He quickly closed the bottle's nozzle and stuffed it in his satchel. The little Pokémon was silent towards his trainer, while he fidgeted in his trainer's arms for a brief moment.
"Well, speaking of secrets... I should probably let you all know that the little mouse likes herbs oddly enough. I've seen him make some interesting stuff out of them in his free time. I guess we should get moving, and well... the one with the bows and stuff, I mean like that's up to you. I'm personally fine with it, and I won't tell if you don't want me to," Emily chimed before she focused her gaze at the Cyndaquil soon after.
"So little guy, hiding anything from me?" Emily asked in a solemn tone, as the fire mouse trembled in fear. He quickly closed the bottle's nozzle and stuffed it in his satchel. The little Pokémon was silent towards his trainer, while he fidgeted in his trainer's arms for a brief moment.