The city of Katarina, bustling with many of Zatao's people and their shops. It was a wondrous place, particularly for someone who had come from the country and never seen such a place before setting out on their journey. And especially to someone rather young.

Jumai looked around the big city with eyes wide in wonder and mouth stuck in a huge grin of excitement. She'd been saving up all year for this: a trip to Zatao, the beautiful country where new pokemon were being explored and new things done. Her parents had said she was too young to travel or become a coordinator, they hadn't even let her get a pokemon as a pet yet. So, if they weren't going to help her live her dreams, the eight year old was going to live them herself.

She'd packed her favorite clothes and saved her money, and soon as she had enough, the child had hopped a boat to Zatao and off she went. She'd left a note for her parents, of course, and she'd call them when she was settled. But for now, it was time for adventure!