Fucking fucking... fuckers The Ratata seemed to pour out from the grass. It would be a surprise if the cacophony didn't draw more trouble... at least there didn't seem to be any Raticate. A flash of violet ran by her, goring the small pokemon. A... Nidorino? It stunned her for a second. The fact that Max had one slipped her mind, and she scanned the crowd for her Nidorina, confused.
She threw out her Ponyta. "Don't start a fucking fire" she warned before smacking it's rump, sending it off into the fray. It used fire sparingly: like the Nidorina it seemed to favor physical moves. It stomped several Ratata into the dust, letting out what sounded to Ellie like war cries.
She threw out her Ponyta. "Don't start a fucking fire" she warned before smacking it's rump, sending it off into the fray. It used fire sparingly: like the Nidorina it seemed to favor physical moves. It stomped several Ratata into the dust, letting out what sounded to Ellie like war cries.