Finished RP
It was a date and a fine one at that! The two trainers had eaten a slightly late lunch at a beach side restaurant and then opted to go for a stroll along the sand and the surf. There was chatting, goofing around, and a bit of flirting. Definitely not a bad date by either of their reckoning. Dugan gave Iona’s elbow a little tug and he pointed out past the breakers. The young woman paused and looked out to see one luvdisc leap up out of the water, following shortly thereafter by another.
“Oh, wow,” Iona breathed. “How cool.” She gave a little titter, leaning up to give Dugan a bit of a kiss. “Aren’t we lucky?”
“Indeed we are.” He said with a sigh. “What do you say…we join ‘em for a swim!” Giving his date a playful nudge, he ended up with a startled gasp when she turned it around on him and he ended up on his hands and knees in the foaming surf. He chuckled with a shake of his head.
Iona, on the other hand, was cracking up. She backed away from her downed date with a few hopping steps backwards when he flicked some seawater at her. “Uh-uh! You can’t get meeee~!” She teased, giving a delighted shriek when he sprang up out of the water and came running after her, or did his best to quickly waddle after her with his wet clothes. With that, the two raced on down the beach.
A young seel wasn't altogether far from them. He wasn't moving--for he was stuck. It seemed an old fisher's net had been washed ashore--with the young seel in it! Though Niall had attempted to chew his way out--to butt at the rope and free himself, he had only succeeded in tiring himself.
"Seel, seel!" he called to the humans nearby, but his voice was captured by the beach winds. He called instead to his sibling, Aiofe. "Help, Aoife!" There was no way they could get him out by themselves. They needed something...something sharp. "See if they'll help?"
Uhhh. Oh dear. Oh dear, this wasn’t good. Niall was stuck and there wasn’t anything she could do to help him, at least not without risking getting stuck herself. The seel stuck near her twin brother, making little distressed sounds and looking around. Initially, the sound of the frolicking people hard worried her. What if they came close and she and Niall couldn’t get away! Well, she could, but she’d not leave her brother!
Aoife drew closer to her sibling when he called out for her. “What can I do?” Looking over toward the people, she gave a worried little whine but nodded. “I’ll try. Hang tight, Niall. I’ll be right back!” With that the young seel made her way over to where the humans were playing as quickly as her land gait would allow her. “Seel! Seeee-see-seeel!” She called out to them, feeling a little knot of anxiety settled in her gut when the two people stopped their goofing around and looked her way. “Seeel,” She added plaintively before turning and making her way back towards her brother, pausing often enough to see if the two humans were following along, which they were. “Niall,” Aoife called to her twin, “They’re coming! I’ve got them following me.”
“Oh, Dugan, look. I think those seel need our help. Look! One of them is stuck. Is that a…net?”
Dugan frowned as they drew closer. “Looks like. Hang on, little ones. We’ll help.”
Aoife came to a stop near Niall and made another soft series of distressed, worried sounds.
Iona drew close, kneeling down next to the net. “Ah, geez. You’re in quite a pickle aren’t you? Hold still, okay? Dugan, do you have your pocket knife on you?”
Dugan, having come to a stop nearer to the fretting, free youngster, nodded and fished into his pocket and tossed her his closed pocket knife. “Here.”
Niall was unable to show his graditude in his usual fashion. If it had been any other situation, the seel would have butted his horn against Aoife's. The humans were coming! They would help. Wouldn't they, now that they had seen him? Wouldn't they help? "Thank you," he said to Aoife, his dark gaze meeting hers. Those words conveyed more than his thanks; Niall was frightened. What if the humans couldn't get him out? What if a tentacruel in a nasty mood showed up? What if the humans decided to leave him and take his sister?
He watched Iona carefully as she spoke to him, eyes never leaving her hands. What was she going to do? "Seel?" he asked, inching as far from her as he could, tangled as he was in that net. It was only then that he seemed to notice Dugan's close proximity to his twin. He gave an angry snort, struggling against the ropes. "Be careful, Aoife!" he called to his sibling. "We don't know these humans."
They were young, but Niall had seen trainers leave the beach with other pokemon; and though he was caught in a net, he would do whatever it took to protect Aoife.
"You're welcome," Aoife muttered in return, anxiously watching the humans as they approached. Her and her twin had never needed any human's help before but this was a situation that neither of the seel could get out of on their own! Dreaful is what is was. "It'll be okay, yeah?" The sentence, half statement and have question. As if she were hoping to offer reassurance all the while needing some herself. Aoife wasn't worrying about herself, not worrying about being taken from her brother and him being left there, not fretting over whether or not some big meanie showing up to further complicate their day. She simply wanted her brother to be free again.
Iona shushed and soothed softly. "Don't thrash around too much, pup. I only want to help. Shh." She slowly and carefully opened up the pocket knife and kept the bulk of it hidden in her palm. The young woman didn't want to give the poor tangled thing a fright. That's the last thing she wanted. Cautiously, she began working at the tangled mess of netting. Some pieces were easier than others, feeling more worn by age and tidal action perhaps, some strands felt slimy from getting tangled in seaweeds. The angry snort and struggling the youngster gave made her pause. What was the matter? She followed the pup's gave to Dugan and its sibling. "We're not scouting around for pokemon, wee one. Dugan and I are on a date. We didn't come to be beach looking to catch and battle pokemon. Please calm down. I don't want anything getting tighter on you. Please, be still. I won't take long."
Aoife slapped her tail flippers against the damp hand in a heavy wet smack. "I will be, you goof! I don't want you getting tangled up worse! I dunno what I'd do if they couldn't get you out of there." She gave a soft, distressed whine at the mere thought. Niall was the best playmate and pillow and sibling ever. "Besides we have to trust them a little or why did I even bring 'em over?" The sister gave her brother a snort of a sort of her own.
Dugan glanced between the two seel and held up his hands. "You two can relax. We mean no harm. Easy now, little one. You don't have to cry so. Iona knows what she's doing. Watch and see."
"It'll be okay," Niall attempted to assure Aoife. "I'll be out soon, then we can get away." They wouldn't have to be caught. They'd be safe. Away from humans, away from scary tangly things--Niall wasn't sure what it was, but he had seen this sort of thing in the hands of a human!
"Seel?" he inquired of Iona, holding still so she could cut at the net. He fell silent then, listening to her words, attempting to comprehend them. She had a nice voice, he decided. A nice, kind voice. She didn't want to hurt them. "Seel seeeeeeel?" he asked, moving his right flipper closer to her. The rope had begun to cut into his skin there. It was tight, but not embedded--there wouldn't be a scar. Certainly uncomfortable for the young seel, but not nearly as bad as it could have been, he attempted to alert her to it. "Seel!"
It seemed, for now at least, he had decided he could trust her. Dugan however, he wasn't so sure about him.
The little lady seel gave her brother a nod. "Okay. That'll be good. Yeah." Aoife puffed a sigh, floofing up her fur a bit and tucking her flips close against her sides. She just wished that her brother was free already. It was scary and she couldn't do anything.
Dugan looked down to the seel nearest him and gave a little sigh too, crouching down where he was and tentatively reached out a hand to give the youngster's head a scratch at the base of her horn. "Heeey. It'll be alright. Iona's got nimble hands. She'll have your, ah, friend, sibling, ah...anyway, free in no time. Just watch, okay?"
Aoife had tensed slightly went the human man extended a hand towards her, but his touch was gentle and his hand was warm in spite of the fact that he was kinda wet too. His voice, thought she couldn't make out what he was saying, was saying whatever he was saying nicely. As such she relaxed a little, not much, but a little.
When the seel stilled, she gave him a small encouraging smile. "That's it." Iona continued cutting at the ropes and nets. Fishermen ought to be held accountable for nets carelessly tossed overboard or just left in the sea. Things like this happen when they aren't careful. "Huh?" She asked focusing in on the offered flipper. "Oh dear! I'll get that right away. Shh shh. I see it." Scooting a little closer to get a better look at what she was doing, Iona inspected the bound flipper. Not good at all, but it could definitely have been worse. Easing the pocketknife dull, flat side down against the seel's flipper, the woman gingerly began sawing and working at the rope, practically counting the fibers that thinned and broke at the work of the little blade. With a few moments of work, the rope fell away in her hand. "There. That's gone." She brushed her fingers over the fur where the rope had been. It hadn't broken the skin or anything. "That ought to feel better. Now to finish the rest of it." Iona held the knife between her teeth as she pulled the loose rope and netting away to sort out what was left and if there were particular strands that needed cutting. She was mostly done though and took the knife from between her teeth. "Just a couple more, wee pup, then you'll be free again." And so, she set right about to finishing off the rest of the netting. With a few snaps, the last of the tangle was removed and folded up next to her. "There you go."
Niall was free! He stayed and nuzzled Iona for a moment before bounding over to Aoife and butting her gently with his horn. "They helped, they did!" he said excitedly. "I never thought humans would help us, but they have. Maybe you can trust him, too. I--" he fell silent, and instead returned to Iona's side.
He butted her with his horn gently. "I think we could stay with them, Aoife," he continued, nuzzling the girl who'd saved him. "I think they'd keep us safe. We don't have to run. Not from these humans. They saved me."
He had nothing to give them in his graditude. Maybe friendship would be enough?
Aoife gave a little hoot of jubilation. Her brother was free and not hurt! Hurray! She returned the headbutt. "They did! They did and they haven't tried anything bad against us. She cut you free and he helped keep me calm. I think so maybe..." She said looking back toward Dugan who was now sitting on the sand with his knees brought up and and arms resting folded on his knees.
Iona watched the reunion with a warm, pleased grin. "Aww, they're so happy to be together again." When the once trapped seel turned and returned to her side, the woman's brows rose slightly. "What's this?" The nuzzling brought her to smile again. "Heh heh. You're most welcome, pup. It was my pleasure."
Aoife made her way back to Dugan's side, giving his hand a little lick. "I think so, Niall. They seem like really good people. They're not demanding anything of us. They did this out of the goodness in their hearts." She rubbed her muzzle against his forearm.
It was Dugan's turn to raise his brows, a smile creeping on to his face also. He looked across the short distance to his lovely date. "It seems they've taken a shine to us, my dear." He scratched under the little seel's chin.
Iona chuckled and patted the seel's shoulders. "It does seem so. Think we've got ourselves a couple of new friends?"
"We may well have. Are you two going to stick with us now? We won't mind if you do."
Niall agreed with his sibling silently, continuing to butt and nuzzle at Iona. He didn't want to leave her side. She'd saved him! She had, she really had. "Seel? Seel seel!" Would she keep him? She wouldn't make him go with Dugan, would she?
"They are good people," he said, looking to Aoife. "I didn't think good people existed, but they do. I like these people. ...I think we should keep them, Aoife. But how do we tell them we want to keep them?"
Humans were so very strange, with their language.
"I agree," Aoife chimed. "They're good people and we ought to keep them. They can be our people." She paused as she pondered this. Humans had their own weird language thing going on. Hm. "If they're trainers, they'd probably have those balls on them, right? If we find 'em, they might get the hint? Or we can just flop onto them and look like we're not going anywhere. They might get the hint then too. Or we can do both maybe?"
Giving a light laugh, Iona angled her head to take in the young seel. "You're a happy camper now, aren't you?"
Aoife made her way around Dugan, bumping and rubbing against him. "See-see-se-seel!" Hm. "I think I'll try it, Niall." Hmm. If he was a trainer, he'd have those ball things somewhere. Ah, there were some on his belt. Without much of a pause, the seel plucked one from his belt and made her way around to his other side before giving a wiggle and heaving herself across the human's lap, essentially belly side up. "Seeeh." She chimed, holding the minimized pokeball in her mouth which muffled her slightly. Her antics caused Dugan to give a big belly laugh.
"He-hey, you silly thing. What are you doing with that? Do you want to be my poke-friend? Huh? Wanna come with me and be a partner of mine?" Dugan reached up and claimed the pokeball from the seel's mouth. The ball she happened to grab was an empty one so he went ahead and enlarged the ball and held it up to her.
Without much delay at all, Aoife gave the button-y looking thing a bump from her horn and in she went.
Niall watched as his sibling diappeared within the pokeball, before pointedly studying Iona. He circled her carefully, hoping to catch a glance of the telltale red and white ball--ah! She had a belt too, just like Dugan did! He took one with his teeth. "Seel, seel!" his voice was muffled from the ball, but he hoped his message had gotten across. One could never tell with humans. "Seel?" He dropped the pokeball in front of her.
He pushed it towards her with his horn. "Seel?" he asked hopefully, tilting his head. He couldn't let Aoife go without him!
Iona watched the seel make the round about her, letting him investigate. She chuckled and angled her head when he returned about around her to drop the pokeball down in front of her. "I see what you're saying, pup. I get you." The woman picked up the dropped ball, expanded it, and held it up at Niall's level. "Do what you gotta do, champ."
Niall struck the button with his horn, and when it opened, entered it willingly. He had a feeling they would be with these humans for many years to come. Perhaps forever.
“Oh, wow,” Iona breathed. “How cool.” She gave a little titter, leaning up to give Dugan a bit of a kiss. “Aren’t we lucky?”
“Indeed we are.” He said with a sigh. “What do you say…we join ‘em for a swim!” Giving his date a playful nudge, he ended up with a startled gasp when she turned it around on him and he ended up on his hands and knees in the foaming surf. He chuckled with a shake of his head.
Iona, on the other hand, was cracking up. She backed away from her downed date with a few hopping steps backwards when he flicked some seawater at her. “Uh-uh! You can’t get meeee~!” She teased, giving a delighted shriek when he sprang up out of the water and came running after her, or did his best to quickly waddle after her with his wet clothes. With that, the two raced on down the beach.
A young seel wasn't altogether far from them. He wasn't moving--for he was stuck. It seemed an old fisher's net had been washed ashore--with the young seel in it! Though Niall had attempted to chew his way out--to butt at the rope and free himself, he had only succeeded in tiring himself.
"Seel, seel!" he called to the humans nearby, but his voice was captured by the beach winds. He called instead to his sibling, Aiofe. "Help, Aoife!" There was no way they could get him out by themselves. They needed something...something sharp. "See if they'll help?"
Uhhh. Oh dear. Oh dear, this wasn’t good. Niall was stuck and there wasn’t anything she could do to help him, at least not without risking getting stuck herself. The seel stuck near her twin brother, making little distressed sounds and looking around. Initially, the sound of the frolicking people hard worried her. What if they came close and she and Niall couldn’t get away! Well, she could, but she’d not leave her brother!
Aoife drew closer to her sibling when he called out for her. “What can I do?” Looking over toward the people, she gave a worried little whine but nodded. “I’ll try. Hang tight, Niall. I’ll be right back!” With that the young seel made her way over to where the humans were playing as quickly as her land gait would allow her. “Seel! Seeee-see-seeel!” She called out to them, feeling a little knot of anxiety settled in her gut when the two people stopped their goofing around and looked her way. “Seeel,” She added plaintively before turning and making her way back towards her brother, pausing often enough to see if the two humans were following along, which they were. “Niall,” Aoife called to her twin, “They’re coming! I’ve got them following me.”
“Oh, Dugan, look. I think those seel need our help. Look! One of them is stuck. Is that a…net?”
Dugan frowned as they drew closer. “Looks like. Hang on, little ones. We’ll help.”
Aoife came to a stop near Niall and made another soft series of distressed, worried sounds.
Iona drew close, kneeling down next to the net. “Ah, geez. You’re in quite a pickle aren’t you? Hold still, okay? Dugan, do you have your pocket knife on you?”
Dugan, having come to a stop nearer to the fretting, free youngster, nodded and fished into his pocket and tossed her his closed pocket knife. “Here.”
Niall was unable to show his graditude in his usual fashion. If it had been any other situation, the seel would have butted his horn against Aoife's. The humans were coming! They would help. Wouldn't they, now that they had seen him? Wouldn't they help? "Thank you," he said to Aoife, his dark gaze meeting hers. Those words conveyed more than his thanks; Niall was frightened. What if the humans couldn't get him out? What if a tentacruel in a nasty mood showed up? What if the humans decided to leave him and take his sister?
He watched Iona carefully as she spoke to him, eyes never leaving her hands. What was she going to do? "Seel?" he asked, inching as far from her as he could, tangled as he was in that net. It was only then that he seemed to notice Dugan's close proximity to his twin. He gave an angry snort, struggling against the ropes. "Be careful, Aoife!" he called to his sibling. "We don't know these humans."
They were young, but Niall had seen trainers leave the beach with other pokemon; and though he was caught in a net, he would do whatever it took to protect Aoife.
"You're welcome," Aoife muttered in return, anxiously watching the humans as they approached. Her and her twin had never needed any human's help before but this was a situation that neither of the seel could get out of on their own! Dreaful is what is was. "It'll be okay, yeah?" The sentence, half statement and have question. As if she were hoping to offer reassurance all the while needing some herself. Aoife wasn't worrying about herself, not worrying about being taken from her brother and him being left there, not fretting over whether or not some big meanie showing up to further complicate their day. She simply wanted her brother to be free again.
Iona shushed and soothed softly. "Don't thrash around too much, pup. I only want to help. Shh." She slowly and carefully opened up the pocket knife and kept the bulk of it hidden in her palm. The young woman didn't want to give the poor tangled thing a fright. That's the last thing she wanted. Cautiously, she began working at the tangled mess of netting. Some pieces were easier than others, feeling more worn by age and tidal action perhaps, some strands felt slimy from getting tangled in seaweeds. The angry snort and struggling the youngster gave made her pause. What was the matter? She followed the pup's gave to Dugan and its sibling. "We're not scouting around for pokemon, wee one. Dugan and I are on a date. We didn't come to be beach looking to catch and battle pokemon. Please calm down. I don't want anything getting tighter on you. Please, be still. I won't take long."
Aoife slapped her tail flippers against the damp hand in a heavy wet smack. "I will be, you goof! I don't want you getting tangled up worse! I dunno what I'd do if they couldn't get you out of there." She gave a soft, distressed whine at the mere thought. Niall was the best playmate and pillow and sibling ever. "Besides we have to trust them a little or why did I even bring 'em over?" The sister gave her brother a snort of a sort of her own.
Dugan glanced between the two seel and held up his hands. "You two can relax. We mean no harm. Easy now, little one. You don't have to cry so. Iona knows what she's doing. Watch and see."
"It'll be okay," Niall attempted to assure Aoife. "I'll be out soon, then we can get away." They wouldn't have to be caught. They'd be safe. Away from humans, away from scary tangly things--Niall wasn't sure what it was, but he had seen this sort of thing in the hands of a human!
"Seel?" he inquired of Iona, holding still so she could cut at the net. He fell silent then, listening to her words, attempting to comprehend them. She had a nice voice, he decided. A nice, kind voice. She didn't want to hurt them. "Seel seeeeeeel?" he asked, moving his right flipper closer to her. The rope had begun to cut into his skin there. It was tight, but not embedded--there wouldn't be a scar. Certainly uncomfortable for the young seel, but not nearly as bad as it could have been, he attempted to alert her to it. "Seel!"
It seemed, for now at least, he had decided he could trust her. Dugan however, he wasn't so sure about him.
The little lady seel gave her brother a nod. "Okay. That'll be good. Yeah." Aoife puffed a sigh, floofing up her fur a bit and tucking her flips close against her sides. She just wished that her brother was free already. It was scary and she couldn't do anything.
Dugan looked down to the seel nearest him and gave a little sigh too, crouching down where he was and tentatively reached out a hand to give the youngster's head a scratch at the base of her horn. "Heeey. It'll be alright. Iona's got nimble hands. She'll have your, ah, friend, sibling, ah...anyway, free in no time. Just watch, okay?"
Aoife had tensed slightly went the human man extended a hand towards her, but his touch was gentle and his hand was warm in spite of the fact that he was kinda wet too. His voice, thought she couldn't make out what he was saying, was saying whatever he was saying nicely. As such she relaxed a little, not much, but a little.
When the seel stilled, she gave him a small encouraging smile. "That's it." Iona continued cutting at the ropes and nets. Fishermen ought to be held accountable for nets carelessly tossed overboard or just left in the sea. Things like this happen when they aren't careful. "Huh?" She asked focusing in on the offered flipper. "Oh dear! I'll get that right away. Shh shh. I see it." Scooting a little closer to get a better look at what she was doing, Iona inspected the bound flipper. Not good at all, but it could definitely have been worse. Easing the pocketknife dull, flat side down against the seel's flipper, the woman gingerly began sawing and working at the rope, practically counting the fibers that thinned and broke at the work of the little blade. With a few moments of work, the rope fell away in her hand. "There. That's gone." She brushed her fingers over the fur where the rope had been. It hadn't broken the skin or anything. "That ought to feel better. Now to finish the rest of it." Iona held the knife between her teeth as she pulled the loose rope and netting away to sort out what was left and if there were particular strands that needed cutting. She was mostly done though and took the knife from between her teeth. "Just a couple more, wee pup, then you'll be free again." And so, she set right about to finishing off the rest of the netting. With a few snaps, the last of the tangle was removed and folded up next to her. "There you go."
Niall was free! He stayed and nuzzled Iona for a moment before bounding over to Aoife and butting her gently with his horn. "They helped, they did!" he said excitedly. "I never thought humans would help us, but they have. Maybe you can trust him, too. I--" he fell silent, and instead returned to Iona's side.
He butted her with his horn gently. "I think we could stay with them, Aoife," he continued, nuzzling the girl who'd saved him. "I think they'd keep us safe. We don't have to run. Not from these humans. They saved me."
He had nothing to give them in his graditude. Maybe friendship would be enough?
Aoife gave a little hoot of jubilation. Her brother was free and not hurt! Hurray! She returned the headbutt. "They did! They did and they haven't tried anything bad against us. She cut you free and he helped keep me calm. I think so maybe..." She said looking back toward Dugan who was now sitting on the sand with his knees brought up and and arms resting folded on his knees.
Iona watched the reunion with a warm, pleased grin. "Aww, they're so happy to be together again." When the once trapped seel turned and returned to her side, the woman's brows rose slightly. "What's this?" The nuzzling brought her to smile again. "Heh heh. You're most welcome, pup. It was my pleasure."
Aoife made her way back to Dugan's side, giving his hand a little lick. "I think so, Niall. They seem like really good people. They're not demanding anything of us. They did this out of the goodness in their hearts." She rubbed her muzzle against his forearm.
It was Dugan's turn to raise his brows, a smile creeping on to his face also. He looked across the short distance to his lovely date. "It seems they've taken a shine to us, my dear." He scratched under the little seel's chin.
Iona chuckled and patted the seel's shoulders. "It does seem so. Think we've got ourselves a couple of new friends?"
"We may well have. Are you two going to stick with us now? We won't mind if you do."
Niall agreed with his sibling silently, continuing to butt and nuzzle at Iona. He didn't want to leave her side. She'd saved him! She had, she really had. "Seel? Seel seel!" Would she keep him? She wouldn't make him go with Dugan, would she?
"They are good people," he said, looking to Aoife. "I didn't think good people existed, but they do. I like these people. ...I think we should keep them, Aoife. But how do we tell them we want to keep them?"
Humans were so very strange, with their language.
"I agree," Aoife chimed. "They're good people and we ought to keep them. They can be our people." She paused as she pondered this. Humans had their own weird language thing going on. Hm. "If they're trainers, they'd probably have those balls on them, right? If we find 'em, they might get the hint? Or we can just flop onto them and look like we're not going anywhere. They might get the hint then too. Or we can do both maybe?"
Giving a light laugh, Iona angled her head to take in the young seel. "You're a happy camper now, aren't you?"
Aoife made her way around Dugan, bumping and rubbing against him. "See-see-se-seel!" Hm. "I think I'll try it, Niall." Hmm. If he was a trainer, he'd have those ball things somewhere. Ah, there were some on his belt. Without much of a pause, the seel plucked one from his belt and made her way around to his other side before giving a wiggle and heaving herself across the human's lap, essentially belly side up. "Seeeh." She chimed, holding the minimized pokeball in her mouth which muffled her slightly. Her antics caused Dugan to give a big belly laugh.
"He-hey, you silly thing. What are you doing with that? Do you want to be my poke-friend? Huh? Wanna come with me and be a partner of mine?" Dugan reached up and claimed the pokeball from the seel's mouth. The ball she happened to grab was an empty one so he went ahead and enlarged the ball and held it up to her.
Without much delay at all, Aoife gave the button-y looking thing a bump from her horn and in she went.
Niall watched as his sibling diappeared within the pokeball, before pointedly studying Iona. He circled her carefully, hoping to catch a glance of the telltale red and white ball--ah! She had a belt too, just like Dugan did! He took one with his teeth. "Seel, seel!" his voice was muffled from the ball, but he hoped his message had gotten across. One could never tell with humans. "Seel?" He dropped the pokeball in front of her.
He pushed it towards her with his horn. "Seel?" he asked hopefully, tilting his head. He couldn't let Aoife go without him!
Iona watched the seel make the round about her, letting him investigate. She chuckled and angled her head when he returned about around her to drop the pokeball down in front of her. "I see what you're saying, pup. I get you." The woman picked up the dropped ball, expanded it, and held it up at Niall's level. "Do what you gotta do, champ."
Niall struck the button with his horn, and when it opened, entered it willingly. He had a feeling they would be with these humans for many years to come. Perhaps forever.