Ricotta stretched her arms as she walked along a pathway, belonging to one of Andalusst’s parks. Even though it was a lovely day, there weren’t many out and about. The shiny Cyndaquil figured most of them would be at the plazas, or one of the city’s many restaurants. Even her partner was back at the base, napping away. With her eyes focused on the sky, she never realized she was about to run into another ‘mon. “Oh, pardon me!” she exclaimed, tumbling backwards.
{{omg someone please give this woman a medal it’s been months and this has gone unanswered i’m a horrible person //cries}}
"Aah!" Yvette stumbled forward a bit, flailing her arms to right herself. The red-orange Charmander frizzed with embarrassment as she quickly turned around to face Ricotta. "Pardonnez-moi, mademoiselle! You are not hurt?" she asked, one hand held up to her mouth while she extended the other to help the Cyndaquil up.
