rangerjunior

[rangerjunior]

Out of breath and drenched in sweat, Aloe was planning on pushing herself further in her physical training. However, the scorching heat was starting to take a toll on the future ranger’s stamina. She was still just a teenager after all, and her excessive exercises were starting to worry her Pokemon —especially her beloved Pupitar, Sprout. 

She ran along the side of the river, deciding if she was worthy to take a swim in its cooler waters yet. But after some thought, she decided not to give in to the water that’s been taunting her with its cool waters. Aloe continued to run laps with her backpack filled with various weights, all totaling to over one hundred pounds. She knew she needed to be strong enough to carry someone in the event of an emergency, hence why she was kicking herself when her legs finally gave up on her. 

“Dangit!,” she groaned as she fell to the ground, “Stupid legs...I guess I gotta start crawling”

In the distance, her Pokemon noticed the fall right away and were rushing towards her. Aloe waved a weak arm as a call to back off, that she was fine, and there was no need for backup. All lies, of course, as the young teen’s vision began to blur, and the world around her started to tunnel. Her head was pounding as she tried to get into position.

“No...no no this is bad. Come on Aloe...you can do this...get up, ranger!,” she shouted at herself, almost as if a parched battlecry would help in her situation.

[rangerjunior]

@rufxmord​ from here

“Well alrighty then, lead the way, Sprout!,” Aloe instructed as the tiny Larvitar grabbed her hair and began to tug lightly, “Okay! This-a-way!”

The junior ranger held out her arms to swat away the tall grass, checking behind her occasionally to make sure Cain and Tanscure were still following close. 

“The grass’s real high this year! I remember when it was up to my shoulders. Dang, maybe I shrank a little!,” she giggled as her pilot steered her in the right direction. “So, what bug type are y’guys hopin’ to catch?”

[rangerjunior]

@rufxmord​ from here

Sprout, at her trainer’s reassurance, slowly placed the hat back onto Aloe’s head. Much to her relief, she gave the little Larvitar a small scritch under her chin.

“Thank you, Sprout, was feelin’ a bit weird without my hat there,” she cleared her throat, “Erm, anyways, if ya wanna register fer the contest, sign-ups are around here somewhere...”

The girl scanned the area, however was still too short to see above the tall grass. Wanting to help out Aloe, Sprout stood up and tried to climb to the top of her head, also on the lookout.

“Taa taaaar!! Larvitaa!!”

“Oh, ya see it? Okay, so the sign-ups are due northeast of here. Y'guys can follow us up there if ya want. But if ya wanna stay behind I don’t blame ya one bit,” she gave Cain a thumbs up, allowing him some time to think it over.

[rangerjunior]

@rufxmord​ from here

The Larvitar on her shoulder had made her way down to try and greet the Tanscure, but was pulled away quickly.

“Thanks fer the warnin’ there,” she turned to her partner, “Sprout, maybe it’ll be better if ya climb back on, alright?”

Sprout hopped onto the girl’s arms and settled back on her shoulder, her curiosity now replaced with fear. She grabbed Aloe’s hat and covered her face.

“Now now, Sprout. I’m sure he won’t bite if ya don’t bother him. If I’m understandin’ that correct. So anyways, what brings ya to this neck of the woods? Are ya here for the bug catchin’ contest too?”

[rangerjunior]

@rufxmord​ 

She’s curious about this trainer’s Pokemon, constantly trying to check her Johto Junior Scouts’ handbook but alas, has found nothing close.

“Well that’s an interestin’ species y’got there pal,” she comments, “Can’t say I’ve seen one like that around here”

[rangerjunior]

((got all my icons ready so small starter call?

capping at 5))

[rangerjunior]

Cross my heart and hope to die

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indie selective picnicker OC est. 2019 as told by Omega