Growing Strong [W]

That battle had been awful. Sky felt so bad that Efia had fallen to that Numel, but it also gave him the ambition and the need to help his Purrloin get stronger. He didn't want to see her fall like that again. It was the worst feeling to see his Pokemon hurt even if they didn't have the greatest of bonds yet. He was settled by the tall grass, his Noibat egg in his lap and a small smile on his features. He released Efia from her Pokeball and watched her carefully.

The Purrloin didn't seem too upset about having been beaten up. She actually looked good as new, her tail waving in greeting to her trainer. Padding up slowly, she nuzzled against Sky's knee, purring softly as if to say that he shouldn't be too upset. She could handle herself, after all.

Sky ran his fingers through the feline's fur, humming, happy that she wasn't upset with him. She crawled into his lap, settling up against the egg with soft purrs. Chuckling, Sky rubbed the back of his neck, "We'll have a Noibat with us soon enough, Efia. I hope you two will get along." A soft mewl from the Purrloin brought his attention back toward Efia. She was staring toward the tall grass, starting to become tense, her ears flicking forward so that she could listen better.