"Gotcha."

Curling his tongue, he gave a loud whistle and the Dratini's head popped out of the shallow water nearby, looking around hurriedly before clumsily making her way back to the sandy shore with a roll of her spine.

Of course, Angela just had to greet her friend from the previous night by curling around him briefly with a squeak before squaring off in front of him.

"We're ready. First move's all yours!"