Sacrahlicous
Star
- Joined
- Oct 25, 2010
Fayte paused out side the town entrance glancing once more. back to her home, then to the ball in her hand. Her eyes a Emerald shade of green, her dark brown nearly black hair fell along her back. She work a soft pink toque that matched her school girl skirt, whit her top was black, and tight to her still fairly young body of seventeen years old. She was nervous, she could admit that about setting off on her new adventure, with one of her fathers old fire pokemon. She had promised him she would be the best so that promise she was going to do the best she was able to.
Her chest rose and fell with every breath she drew in. As she turned back to the path before her. Her black shoes silent on the dirt path. She rose her hand as she gazed at the pokeball within her clasp. This was it, a start to a new life. A life where she will change history. A smile curved her lips as pressed on. How corny was that. She mused to her self shaking her head from one side to the next.
She entered the forest just before sunset by the time she allowed the fire dog out of his ball. It would be there first meeting as Trainer and pokemon. Not from the side as she watched her father battle other trainers . or at small gatherings. Would he accept her as his new master?
Her chest rose and fell with every breath she drew in. As she turned back to the path before her. Her black shoes silent on the dirt path. She rose her hand as she gazed at the pokeball within her clasp. This was it, a start to a new life. A life where she will change history. A smile curved her lips as pressed on. How corny was that. She mused to her self shaking her head from one side to the next.
She entered the forest just before sunset by the time she allowed the fire dog out of his ball. It would be there first meeting as Trainer and pokemon. Not from the side as she watched her father battle other trainers . or at small gatherings. Would he accept her as his new master?