Goldenrod

On the plus side, this city is so much like where he grew up that he's acclimating pretty well, all things considered. And his Pokemon are pretty neat. He was a Pokemon kid as a kid.

Houndour and Natu aren't the ones he would have picked personally, but they're what he's got now. The Natu sits on his shoulder, watching him kneel and pat the Houndour that barks happily at him ruffling up its face and smooshing its cheeks up in a big scrunched up smile, before Tyler lets go and stands up straight, and makes a hand gesture at the canid Pokemon.

To which the dog sits.

A new gesture, and the dog stands.

Finger guns, and Houndour barks loudly as it lets out a burst of fire, and Tyler stumbles back in surprise. He's gotta get used to that.

Oddly, though, if anyone should try and call out to the trio, Tyler doesn't immediately respond; not until the Houndour or the Natu swivel sharply around to fix their sharp gazes on the source of the noise.


Pokegear

Don't make fun of me, but why does everyone keep complaining about music?