a journey of a hundred miles... [catching ok]

[OldDamara]

Gosh, who would have ever thought that having a sea-dwelling Pokemon on land would be hard?
Feferi is figuring this out for herself firsthand, and nothing is as troublesome as the fact that if she ever does want to let Nomia stretch her fins, she quickly dehydrates and begins to make awful sounds of pain.

Feferi carries around bottles upon bottles of water, but dumping what you have to save your own fishy skin when it dries out on the back of your insatiable Pokemon isn't really prudent.
This really sort of sucks! Feferi sucks in her cheeks and muses to herself as she lays on the green grass, staring at the stars above her. She's made camp for the day, after departing from the huge meetup with her friends. She had really thought that they would all have traveled together, but with so many conflicting ideas it had made it much too hard!

So in the end, most had elected to head out on their own and get to know what it was like to be a traveler before joining up with everybody. Feferi hadn't really liked the notion herself, but it was no good to try to change the generally-accepted opinion that everyone had formed.

Feferi rolls over on her side and eyes her tent with distrust. She had never gone to any sort of camping class, nor had she ever set up a tent before. Suffice to say, it didn't actually look like it would be nice to sleep in (or stable for that matter).
At least the grass is comfortable! She can sleep outside for the night.

But one of the bushes nearest to her shittily-made tent begins to rustle, and she sits bolt upright. She has no idea what's there, but it can't be particularly good. Who knows what kind of Pokemon lurk around at night?
Or worse, what if it was a guy who wanted to kidnap Nomia? Honestly, the person was going to be disappointed -- Nomia isn't exactly a catch -- but Nomia was hers and she'd be damned if she let some creep take her away!

Feferi grabs her back in anticipation and tenses, waiting for the thing to come out of the bush.

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[Wild Pokemon]

Life was great! Life was wonderful and fun and a joy and sunny and bright and cheerful and full of lots of awesome things to do! Like walking! Walking definitely topped the charts on his list of things that were totally awesome!
You know, in essence! He didn't have arms to write a list down! Or the intelligence to read it! But really, that was one awesome list of awesome things that he was definitely write down if he ever got the chance! Or the hands! Or the brains, whatever!

Walking was so great that he'd basically been doing it, like, all day. He was a proud, independent Wooper who was finally striking it out on his own (he was a little young, but staying at home with mom and pop was something that was decidedly not awesome!!), and so, naturally, the first thing he had decided to do was to crawl out of the perilous, disgusting only swimming allowed water and conquer new lands. And by that he meant actually waddle around on land until he dehydrated or something! Yay!
Not that he knew what dehydration was! But man, was he starting to feel it. Totally not awesome!!

The Wooper stumbled around the undergrowth (that he had toddled over to like an hour ago, looking for some water -- not to do something totally lame in, like swimming or whatever -- but maybe to have a little drink because MAN did his throat hurt!) a bit, falling (coolly!) into a bush with a sort of finished air.
Dude man, was he tired! Maybe a little nap wouldn't hurt or something.
But oh oh oh? What was this, what was this? The Wooper tilted his head up, and started to sniff the air, his whiskers twitching in anticipation.
Water! He smelled water! Oh boy. Man, how could he get a slice of that action pie? Not that he knew what pie was, or action, for that matter!

The Wooper dragged his head a bit as he stumbled up on his feet, making quite a bit of a ruckus as he did so. He wobbled a bit before he bolted out, charging up to some girl with full force. Not that he had meant to.
Oh man, wasn't she tense? Weird! Was she ok?
Oh but what was that? Plasticy things! Plasticy things were something his mom had always told him to steer clear of, but his mom was really dumb so, like, why listen to her anyway? Besides, that's where the water smell was coming from!

The Wooper quickly ran over to the bottles of water, completely ignoring the bewildered trainer, and started to gnaw at the tops with his lack of teeth. Only it kind of hurt, and the plastic was kind of ridged and ow!
Not awesome!

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A thirsty Wooper stumbles on Feferi's camp!
He really wants what's in those plastic bottles, jeez oh man! Maybe you should help him out?