You made it to the clearing without incident. Judging by the supplies and the size of the tent, there was only one person here... or there would be, however despite the fire, the bags and some other supplies laying around, you didn’t see any signs of the actual person who was using this campsite. You looked around curiously, wondering if something scared him or her off.
Suddenly you heard the foliage rustling behind you. You looked back quickly but saw nothing. Probably just the wind. You continued to explore the campsite, figuring you might as well check the tent to see if someone was inside of it. You slowly looked around you as you made your way, unable to shake the feeling that something was watching you this whole time. Maybe the noises from earlier had you a little jumpy. But either way it didn’t hurt to be careful, especially in your condition. As you reached the tent, you saw that it appeared to be empty. Taking a careful look around in the dim light you figured this site was simply empty for now. You pondered wether or not you should wait for whoever set this up and get their help, hide in their bag and hitch a ride to civilization, or quietly swipe some food and keep moving. Sad you turned around to exit the tent, however, your heart almost stopped.
Standing tall at the exit of the tent was a girl with long brunette hair, clad in a black dress and what looked like some extremely short shorts barely peeking out from under her dress. Her long slender legs towered over you as she looked down directly at you with a grin that frightened you a bit. All of a sudden the tossed something at you. “Oww!” You cried as the heavy sphere hit you. Did she just... “Oww!” Another hit you. She was actually throwing pokeballs at you. “AHH STOP IT IM NOT A POKÉMON!” You shouted up to her as another hit you and pinned you to the floor.
You laid there thankful that nothing was broken. The girl seemed to finally stop throwing pokeballs at you so there was another plus, though you weren’t sure if this was entirely a good sign or if the female trainer had something worse in store for you.
As she approached you, she leaned down, picking up a few of the pokeballs she tossed before focusing on you.
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