Snippet #1625892

A little further down Route 4, nothing had managed to catch Raine’s interest. That was the main reason she was hanging upside down from a tree with her new treecko, while Luce stared up anxiously from the base of it. Her short hair was tied back to keep it from interfering with her climbing, but her long white vest would have slipped off if she hadn’t kept her arms crossed in thought.

“I don’t think you’ll fancy a name like Emerald, and neither will I,” she muttered to the treecko, who seemed to snort contemptuously. “Do you even want a nickname?” she asked, a little irritated by the treecko’s lack of cooperation. She saw him nod, and rolled her eyes. “Well you could help a bit.”

Only adding to her aggravation, her hair elastic chose the perfect timing to come loose and drop to the ground, leaving Raine’s short hair be free in the wind. “Great,” she mumbled, before reaching up and grabbing the tree branch with both hands. Flipping over it, she landed easily with both feet on the ground and retrieved the elastic, tying her hair back up.

“Look, Treecko, let’s do it this way – you can let me know if you hear something you take a liking to, okay? For now, let’s just get a move on. We’ve been here long enough.”

Luce bleated and ran towards his trainer when the treecko suddenly leapt to the earth beside him. With a sort of grunt of affirmation, the treecko took his place besides Raine. Meanwhile, Raine zoomed in on the map of her C-gear. “Ah, the disadvantages of living on an island,” she said. “Looks like the only way to the rest of the region is the ferry a little further up ahead.”

She had two-hundred pokédollars left, and she didn’t really want to spend it all on a boat ride. “Unless one of you two happens to know surf, I might end up broke,” she sighed before walking onwards. Hopefully she’d reach the ferry by nightfall – something told Raine that if she made it off the island by dawn, she’d have something exciting in store for her.

A little thrill was what she lived for, after all.