[ ϟ ] - @phouette | starter
Away from the waves reach and shaded from the blazing sun, sat Volkner and his Raichu. A notepad in one hand and a pen swirls around absentmindedly in the other. His brows furrows in deep thought. His usual frown somehow seems grumpier. In fact, he was so lazer focused he failes to notice Raichu pulling at the blue and black jacket tied loosely around his waist, somehow successful and padding away around the cliff's corner.
It took a while. Eventually Volkner feels the usual warmth of Raichu and his jacket combined missing from his back and lower half. Deciding it was time to return home, Volkner takes his time cracking every sore bone in his body and calls out to his pokemon.
He is only meet with silence. With a quiet sigh, Volkner closes the notepad and tucks the pen behind his ear. He follows Raichu's obvious footprints left in the sand around the corner and sees a sight that cracks his disgruntled, sour face. A rasied eyebrow was the only indication of his amusement.
The electric mouse was trying his very hardest to give the tropical dressed women Volkner's jacket. When the jacket falls to the ground, unaccepted, Raichu puffs its cheeks and tries again. Knowing Raichu, he was probably worried about her being unprepared for the the sudden temperature drops that was Sunyshore. The region was slowly blooming into summer but next to the ocean, one could never tell.
ϟ "Raichu must really like you." ϟ He approaches but does nothing to stop what was happening. The wind picks up and with it carries slightly colder wind, a silent promise of a frigid night. ϟ "He wouldn't give my stuff away like this if he didn't trust someone. Pokemon are instinctively better at reading others after all." ϟ