Snippet #1625774

"How deep so you suppose this route goes, Charlie?" She asked, having stood up and continued on her trek through the route. Claire was, by no means, rushing, taking in the new surroundings she was experiencing, carefully stepping around the tall grass. She didn't know what she had been expecting the fight to be like - and she wasn't sure her Charmander was ready for another just yet. (She wasn't sure if SHE was ready for another one...)

"Are you getting hungry?"

This was met with a grumble of sorts from the monster. She laughed, waiting until they passed a patch of tall grass and was back onto a dirt road, before plopping herself down onto the dusty earth and taking her backpack off.

"Maybe we can take on some trainer and get some cash, 'cause if we don't, you'll have to eat this sparingly," she said, unzipping it and digging through the main pocket, pulling out a small canister. It had a resealable lid, something she thought was wonderful considering she'd have to put it back into her bag, and with a bit of elbow grease she turned the lid and it popped off.

She had been expecting a goopy, cat food-esque cylinder, but inside was small pebbles of food, speckled in different colors. Surprised, she poured a few out onto her palm, examining them.

...Until Charlie climbed down from her head and, sniffing once, devoured the kibble-like food. Claire poured a few more into her hand and after he'd ate, put the lid back on, and put everything back into her bag.

The weight of her Pokemon settled back on top of her head - a fleeting thought of that becoming his permanent place of perch crossed her mind, causing the girl to smile - and she shouldered her bag, continuing down the route. It took her several minutes to figure out the silence she was settled into was because her Pokemon had fallen asleep, chin resting against her forehead and stubby, clawed paws on either side of her face.

"Sleep up, buddy. We're going to be getting to a new town soon enough," she said softly.