"Alright Cerberus. Sniff me out something impressive. A Scyther or a Pinsir would be good."
Ilya's loyal hellhound gave a swift bark and nuzzled her hand before turning to bound off into the grass. She followed closely at her dog's heels, not particularly caring if they ran into someone. After all, it was just Cerberus, not Berserker or something. Who cared if a dog bounded up on them out of nowhere?
After:
"I can't believe this."
Ilya stared down at her Sports Ball for a moment before turning to glower at her Houndoom. Cerberus looked down at the floor, dejected.
"A Combee? Really? Didn't I feed you enough before we left? Did you have to go looking for snacks?"
Whining, Cerberus turned and offered the honeycomb the bug had been carrying to her trainer. It took a moment, but eventually Ilya sighed and accepted it. "You're lucky I like sweets."
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"Alright Cerberus. Sniff me out something impressive. A Scyther or a Pinsir would be good."
Ilya's loyal hellhound gave a swift bark and nuzzled her hand before turning to bound off into the grass. She followed closely at her dog's heels, not particularly caring if they ran into someone. After all, it was just Cerberus, not Berserker or something. Who cared if a dog bounded up on them out of nowhere?
After:
"I can't believe this."
Ilya stared down at her Sports Ball for a moment before turning to glower at her Houndoom. Cerberus looked down at the floor, dejected.
"A Combee? Really? Didn't I feed you enough before we left? Did you have to go looking for snacks?"
Whining, Cerberus turned and offered the honeycomb the bug had been carrying to her trainer. It took a moment, but eventually Ilya sighed and accepted it. "You're lucky I like sweets."