"Fine, whatever. You were just disguised as that lawnmower." He wanted to change the subject because he grew tired of this one.
When Love asked for him name, he responded hastily and happily. “Name’s Gold. Gold of New Bark Town. So, Love, this is your place? You own this route?”
"New Bark Town? Never heard of it. Must be small."
Love frowned, staring down at the human as he introduced himself. Gold? His name was Gold? What kind of a name was that? Granted, the name Love wasn't exactly a real name either, but he was a Pokemon. Nonsensical pet names weren't exactly uncommon amongst Trainer-owned Pokemon.
"It is my place. Not just the route - this entire forest is mine, along with a few of my pals. I claimed it last month."










