[Cissnei pulls her 'gear out of her pocket, sliding it open so her dex can scan the small bird creature at Jean's side.]
Torchic. A fire burns inside, so it feels very warm to hug. It launches fireballs of 1,800 degrees Fahrenheit. Torchic sticks with its Trainer, following behind with unsteady steps.
[The Turk looks thoughtful as she closes her 'gear.]
It didn't specifically say phoenix...I think a fiery chicken may be a better term for it.
[At her side, Vulpix churrs softly when brought into the conversation causing Cissnei to smile.]
I think so. I don't think I have any sort of relation to a fox. [A glance at Jean.] What does a phoenix have to do with you?
No worries! I hope you're feeling better!
[Cissnei pulls her 'gear out of her pocket, sliding it open so her dex can scan the small bird creature at Jean's side.]
Torchic. A fire burns inside, so it feels very warm to hug. It launches fireballs of 1,800 degrees Fahrenheit. Torchic sticks with its Trainer, following behind with unsteady steps.
[The Turk looks thoughtful as she closes her 'gear.]
It didn't specifically say phoenix...I think a fiery chicken may be a better term for it.
[At her side, Vulpix churrs softly when brought into the conversation causing Cissnei to smile.]
I think so. I don't think I have any sort of relation to a fox. [A glance at Jean.] What does a phoenix have to do with you?