Out on the side of a route’s path, was the scientist Ivion and his Torterra, Kurmaraja. taking a rest while traveling. Seated upon his pokemon, the scientist, leaning against the trunk protruding out from his pokemon’s shell. Both getting a bit of shut eye, while Ivion’s face was covered in his pokemon’s leaves.
As the two snoozed in the afternoon sun, the sound of footsteps approaching could be heard from down the path. Wearily Kurmaraja awake and glanced over towards the unknown person’s direction.
Feeling some shifting of weight from below him. Ivion managed to open an eye to spot a person nearby. “…Huh?”