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Pushing the brush the forest out of the way, Dan continued forward in search of a Pokemon. There were so many unique looking ones to choose from, but not all that many he wanted to train. Certainly not that mongoose and definitely not the linebacker ape. And while he was holding out for a Dragon type, he'd settle for a Grass type since he never trained one of those. Perhaps the sunbather they just passed or the Exeggcute that kept showing up. "Shel!" the pod beside him spoke up, grabbing his attention. "Hm? What's up?" he'd ask, only for the dragon to go waddling off into the bushes. Dan followed, of course, wondering what got the layabouts attention. What they found; however, could only be described as something unreal; a large structure built out of stones. To their surprise, the Happiny they saw earlier was adding rocks to the ever growing pile. And there was one Pokemon adamantly attacking the stones, practically throwing its body against it. "Jang! Jang! Jang!" it cried out, each time it Headbutt the rocks. "...What's going on here? Ah! But good work, pal. That thing has to be a Dragon type! Let's go, Shelgon" Dan grinned. The two slowly approached the little Pokemon hard at work, when it finally noticed him. "Ja! Mo!" it shouted, puffing up its chest at him. "I'm challenging you to a battle! Get ready" he announced, Shelgon taking the first step forward. Jangmo-o nodded in agreement, surprisingly, as it snorted from its nostrils.

The little one moved first, unleashing a deafening roar that shook even Shelgon slightly, making him take a step back. It was as if he was receding in from the recognition of power displayed in that attack. Despite it's size, was it really that strong? It took the moment to lunge forward with an all too familiar attack: Dragon Claw. The energy sparking on its claw could do a number on the pod if they weren't careful. "Protect!" Dan called out, watching the translucent yellow sphere surround Shelgon and then it colliding with Jangmo-o's Dragon Claw. The sparks clashing with the barrier didn't seem to have much of an effect on the smaller reptile; it bouncing back and resuming its fighting posture. "Jang! Jangmo!" it cried, the sunlight hitting its crest just right to give it a shine. Upon seeing that, Dan had a sense of deja vu. He'd seen that scale before, in a book maybe? He couldn't quite place it, now did he have the time to figure it out at the moment. Their opponent was coming yet again, refusing to miss a beat as it charged with a Headbutt, scale first. "Shelgon, intercept it with Flamethrower!" Out of the void of the pod dragons face shot intense flames that pushed against Jangmo-o...but it did not yield! Instead it pushed on, inching closer and closer. "I can't believe this! It's the ape Pokemon all over again! Come on, Shelgon! I need you to push!" Dan cheered, trying to motivate his Pokemon. And so with an extra "oomph" to his flames, it eventually pushed the tiny one back, sending it rolling. But this did not deter Jangmo-o, instead it stood tall once more with chest poked out. Summoning a draconic aura around itself, the small Pokemon had used Dragon Dance, Dan recognizing the aura when his Dragonair did it. Before he could issue a command, the scaly rascal had seemingly disappeared and reappeared with a Dragon Claw strike to Shelgon's side. "Damn! It's become faster and stronger now" Dan mumbled, trying to think of a way to counter this. His hesitation had allowed the speedy devil to get in another Dragon Claw, this time striking the top of his shell with the sparkling energy. Shelgon winced and cried out in pain, not something the trainer heard too often from the rather sturdy and silent dragon. "Okay, let go with Scary Face. Try to slow it down!" This move of Shelgon's wasn't that hard to pull off as the lack of a face somehow made disembodied floating red eyes even more intimidating. At least, Jangmo-o seemed to agree, stopping in its tracks when it saw the face of fear. That moment of hesitation...it was time for them to return the favor! "Dragonbreath, hold nothing back!" "Shelgoooo!!" From that same hole where a face could've been, an eruption of flames came forth once more. But these flames were green in color and far more effective on the Scaly Pokemon than a Flamethrower. Poor Jangmo-o had fallen down from the sheer force of the attack alone and...still struggling to stand?! "Looks like it's time for a Pokeball. Get back, Shelgon!" Dan fished a Quick Ball out of his pocket and lobbed it at the downed dragon who was promptly drawn within. As it shut, he watched to see if it would remain within or not.



[Pokemon Defeated: 1]
[Main Area – Island Forest]

Lynnette would arrive on the island later than most of the others. She assumed most of the others would be done by now, and she hoped that she could find something interesting to catch relatively quickly. She had heard that there was some new Pokemon around these parts, and she was very interested in seeing some of them. Pitch was perched on her shoulder, surprisingly silent for the moment, though Lynnette assumed that wouldn't last for very long.

A small, lithe, black and red feline would be stalking Lynnette and Pitch, crouched in the grasses. Trainer and Pokemon were unsuspecting to the ever so mighty hunter who was eagerly on the prowl. Pitch's ears would twitch slightly, thinking that she could hear something, she would turn her head, only to be suddenly tackled off of Lynnette's arm and pinned to the ground by this strange newcomer. Lynnette would shriek as Pitch was suddenly wrenched from her arm before looking down to see the... most interestingly adorable Pokemon. Pitch would squirm under the Fire Cat Pokemon, which seemed to prompt it to roll its eyes before letting go of the Noibat and leaping backwards a couple paces, its tail flicking behind it irritably.

"What are you? And why are you so cute!?" Lynnette would squeal. The girl wanted to pick up the Pokemon and snuggle with it, but, seeing the way it was glaring at her made her decide otherwise. It would lean its head down slightly to lick at its chest fur, pretending to ignore the squealing girl and her Pokemon. "Pitch! We need them on our team, don't you think?" Lynnette would ask with a smile. Her Noibat, however, just stared at her with a look of utter contempt, obviously unimpressed by the Pokemon that had decided to pin her to the ground only a few moments before. With her back turned to this new Pokemon, Pitch wasn't expecting the sudden Ember attack that would strike her in the back. However, this Ember seemed different than those from other Fire-types. It almost... seemed to have something in it? Flapping her wings in a way to try and fan the flames to stop, Pitch would wind up touching the rather soggy ball of fur that had clung to her back with the attack, drawing out a Screech from the Noibat. The Fire-type let out a yelp at the sound, covering its ears with its front paws in an effort to block out the sound.

Lynnette happened to see the gob of fur that her Noibat had flicked off, and couldn't help but make a face at the sight of it herself. "It... It sets its hairballs on fire? How absolutely revolting," Lynn would comment, still making faces. "However, I'm not going to let that stop us. Pitch, Air Cutter, please." Pitch would shake off the soggy remnants of the hairball off of her back before whipping up some piercing winds, sending the gusts at the strange Pokemon. It would crouch low to the ground, the attack just skimming its fur, mainly just trimming it a tad. It would let out a small growl before releasing another Ember filled furball. Pitch would swerve out of the way before diving towards the feline, swiping at it with one wing. The Fire Cat Pokemon would take a face full of Wing Attack, but would clamp down with a Bite in the process, causing Pitch to cry out in pain.

"Pitch, Scr- er... Sing for it, would you?" Lynnette would say, stumbling in her words. She knew as well as anyone else that Noibat's couldn't actually learn Sing, but, Pitch didn't seem to see her Screech attack that way, thinking it was singing that she was doing. However, Pitch never gave up an opportunity to "sing", and of course would start belting out a Screech, as loud as she could manage. The new Pokemon immediately clamped its paws over its ears again, unable to move if it didn't want to go deaf. "Lit! Litten!" it would cry out, trembling from the sheer volume of Pitch's attack.

Taking her chance, Lynnette would toss a Great Ball towards the Pokemon.

(redoing my capture roll since I messed it up)