[Shane Norwood]

It had been a successful expedition for wild pokemon. That is to say, at least it has been so far. For starters, Shane had welcomed a new addition to his growing team, a Mankey whom he decided to call 'Spirit'. The female pig monkey proved to have an abundance of fighting spirit hence that particular alias. The Bolt student opted to keep his beloved pokemon inside their spherical chambers, safe from this intensely dry heat in which he had been enduring for about an hour or two already.

Thank goodness for his thermos, currently filled with iced water.

In search of another potential to add to his repertoire, he ventured the scorching dunes while periodically sipping his iced water and wiping the sweat that had been constantly dripping from his features. In all seriousness, he wished to encounter something soon. Or at least before he could end up passed out on the sandy terrain due to heat exhaustion.

{preferred spawns: golett, phanpy, pawniard, durant, mawile, larvitar}

[Eri]

Behold!




Species: Pawniard
Gender: Male
Ability: Inner Focus
~Moves~
Feint Attack
Metal Claw
Slash
Fury Cutter

[Shane Norwood]

In the distance, Shane's eyes caught a glimpse of a figure moving about the sandy dunes. For the love of Arceus, he hoped it wouldn't end up being some kind of mirage. Like when one sees an image of an oasis from yards away, and at close range, it's actually whole lot of nothing. As the boy drew closer, a smile began to creep up on his sand-blasted mug as the mirage, well, wasn't really a mirage at all. It was...a rather sharp looking pokemon. Cue the PokeDex!

"Pawniard, the Sharp Blade Pokémon. Pawniard's entire body is made of blades which it uses to inflict damage on its opponent."

"Oh man, I'd best be careful around this one..." the Bolt student thought aloud as he gradually crept towards the steel-bladed sand dweller. But before he could get too close, the wild pokeblader swiftly conducted a horizontal slicing motion at the sixteen-year-old. "WHOA!" he interjected. "I just...wanted to say hi?" With the gut feeling that her trainer was in a bind, Spirit the Mankey escaped from her spherical confinement, emerging in front of him with an extremely nasty disposition, heavy breathing with an occasional snort here and there.

"Careful, this one looks pretty tough, that's not to say you're not tough yourself...let's go for it!" Spirit cried out in a fit of rage, infuriated by the thought of her trainer at risk of getting chopped up like vegetables in a five-star meal. She was ready for this. The Pawniard struck first with a few slashes, knocking the pig monkey off balance. That only ticked her off even more. One thing in which Shane learned from his encounter with the Mankey was not make her angry. At the same time however, he also learned that her rage was her greatest driving force, and so he would use that to his advantage against the wild Pawniard.

With a defining smirk, he commanded "Cross Chop!" Without hesitation, the angry pig monkey complied delivering a massive chop across the body of blade-bodied pokemon, not giving a Rattata's behind about her own well-being at this point. She had sent the Pawniard for looping, disorienting it. That moved seemed to be quite effective. "Again!" Spirit would indeed strike again. "Now, use Assurance!" With the damage of that next move amplified from the effects of the Cross Chop, Pawniard was down for the count, but the raging pig monkey wouldn't let up. She would not stop until she was finished unleashing all that pent up anger.

"Okay, that's enough Spirit! You've already won!" Heeding his words, the Mankey finally ceased her actions. "Great job, thanks for your help." he praised the young pig monkey as he proceeded to toss a pokeball in the direction of the fallen blade warrior. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, click! "This one will make a fine addition to the team, dontcha think?" he questioned Spirit, only to receive a jab to the knee in return. "Hey now, you'll still be getting some playing time too. Let's pack it up for the day."