Aussie_Wolf
Prowling for hugs
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Authors note
This is a Pokemon inspired story set in a slightly altered version of that universe. In it all Pokemon are able to speak, and are more human like while still being wild creatures. Battles are still fought, Beauty contests are still competed in and yes the world tournament is still sought after.
Troy was finally going to set out on his adventure. He was supposed to have started four years ago when he was fourteen, but things had kept getting in the way. First his dad had gotten into that car accident and he had taken over the running of the farm for a while.
Then when he had turned sixteen his mother had fallen gravely ill and once again he had postponed his journey to help look after her, run the farm and get a job to help pay for her medicine.
Now he was eighteen and quite frankly he didn't care if a hurricane came and destroyed the family farm, he was going. He had his fathers old Pokeballs, but unfortunately no Pokemon to go in them. He had used the few he had caught to help him on the farm and now he needed to leave them there to help out his parents while he was away.
He wasn't worried though. He had four extra years of training and was pretty good at catching Pokemon, even without a Pokemon of his own. He had an uncanny knack of knowing exactly when to throw a Pokeball to capture one.He was also good at feeding and healing them due to his time working with them on his parents farm. He had come to learn what the various types liked to eat, and how best to treat them over the years.
He was headed towards Celadon city to get his first Pokemon from a friend of his dad's. He had agreed to hand over a new Eevee that he had captured and trained for a little while. It was not yet ready to be evolved but it did know a few moves and would suit him fine. Like him it was starting it's training late and was already nineteen and had a lot of catching up to do. That is why he thought they would make a good match.
It was going to take him several days to travel there but there was a nice clearing where he could camp along the way and no rogue Pokemon had been reported in the area. He packed his backpack and with his fathers old Pokedex that had been updated with all the new software he said goodbye to his parents and finally set off.
His first day of traveling was pretty uneventful. He saw a few wild Pokemon, but they were all to healthy for him to capture so he didn't even bother trying. He just enjoyed the walk and that he was finally on his way. It looked like he might have to wait until he had his Eevee after all before he could capture anything. As night started to fall he saw the clearing ahead and he increased his pace. He wanted to be able to set up his tent and start a fire before the sun went down.
This is a Pokemon inspired story set in a slightly altered version of that universe. In it all Pokemon are able to speak, and are more human like while still being wild creatures. Battles are still fought, Beauty contests are still competed in and yes the world tournament is still sought after.
Troy was finally going to set out on his adventure. He was supposed to have started four years ago when he was fourteen, but things had kept getting in the way. First his dad had gotten into that car accident and he had taken over the running of the farm for a while.
Then when he had turned sixteen his mother had fallen gravely ill and once again he had postponed his journey to help look after her, run the farm and get a job to help pay for her medicine.
Now he was eighteen and quite frankly he didn't care if a hurricane came and destroyed the family farm, he was going. He had his fathers old Pokeballs, but unfortunately no Pokemon to go in them. He had used the few he had caught to help him on the farm and now he needed to leave them there to help out his parents while he was away.
He wasn't worried though. He had four extra years of training and was pretty good at catching Pokemon, even without a Pokemon of his own. He had an uncanny knack of knowing exactly when to throw a Pokeball to capture one.He was also good at feeding and healing them due to his time working with them on his parents farm. He had come to learn what the various types liked to eat, and how best to treat them over the years.
He was headed towards Celadon city to get his first Pokemon from a friend of his dad's. He had agreed to hand over a new Eevee that he had captured and trained for a little while. It was not yet ready to be evolved but it did know a few moves and would suit him fine. Like him it was starting it's training late and was already nineteen and had a lot of catching up to do. That is why he thought they would make a good match.
It was going to take him several days to travel there but there was a nice clearing where he could camp along the way and no rogue Pokemon had been reported in the area. He packed his backpack and with his fathers old Pokedex that had been updated with all the new software he said goodbye to his parents and finally set off.
His first day of traveling was pretty uneventful. He saw a few wild Pokemon, but they were all to healthy for him to capture so he didn't even bother trying. He just enjoyed the walk and that he was finally on his way. It looked like he might have to wait until he had his Eevee after all before he could capture anything. As night started to fall he saw the clearing ahead and he increased his pace. He wanted to be able to set up his tent and start a fire before the sun went down.