@ombraventi
The cherry-blossom trees are all really lovely, even though Itty’s been practically buried in the petals for the entire time they’ve been here. Eventually, they manage to climb up the side of one of the trees, using those rough ridges along the side as ladders.
Though by the time they’re out toward the edge of one of the branches, they realize it’s going to be harder to climb down. So they sit down on a branch, key ring dangling from their grip, trying to judge the jump distance to the ground.
And then someone passes below them. They look... not human, but Itty’s not sure what kind of pokemon that is, either. Some kinda poison-type, maybe...?
“Hello! Hi!” They wave at him, jingling their keys as they do. “I’m Itty!! What kind of pokemon are you? I’ve never seen someone like you before!”