“You’re still weak, come back when your Pokemon are truly ready, ” I said as I defeated the young trainers Raticate with my Tangela.
“But how?” The youngster enquired, every time my Pokemon level up, you just choose a stronger Pokemon!”
“You need to truly form and solidify your bond with your Pokemon, ” I said sternly, “now go home, Youngster Joey, it’s closing time.”
“Okay, Erika…”
As i watched the young trainer walk off, sulking, I thought back to my former days of Pokemon training, when I hadn’t yet beat my first gym leader.
Oh no… I forgot to introduce myself… I’m Erika, the gym leader who specialises in grass-type Pokemon.
I am a student in flower arranging, and I love grass type Pokemon all over the world.
After that heated battle, I once again felt sleepy, a regular occurrence for me. I slumped down onto the large tree that stands behind me in my gym.
“Tangela?” Tangela asked as he waddled over to me.
“You did a good job today Tangela…” I said, growing drowsy, “You did well, surviving that hyper fang, I’m going to give you a reward later…”