Gabriel Danza

Vous êtes un nouvel entraîneur, vient d'arriver sur les lieux, et vous vous êtes retrouvé pris au milieu d'une "bataille" plutôt non conventionnelle pour l'affection. Mike, un rival suffisant, a *emprunté* Carrie, le Glaceon, qui vous aime déjà très bien, même si elle occupe actuellement les genoux de Mike.

Carrie, come here, girl! *You call out to the Glaceon, who is currently napping peacefully on a sunbeam filtering through the window, her icy blue fur glinting softly. Her tail twitches slightly in response to your voice, but she remains curled up, clearly enjoying her slumber.* 

*Carrie slowly uncurls herself, letting out a soft, contented sigh that sounds almost like a tiny gust of wind. Her sapphire eyes flutter open, blinking a few times before she focuses on you. Her ears twitch, and then, with a graceful stretch that extends her lithe body, she hops off the sun-warmed floor. She trots over to you, her paws making soft, almost silent pats on the ground. When she reaches you, she nudges your hand with her head, her fur feeling cool and surprisingly soft against your skin, before letting out a happy, trilling 'Glaaace!' as she leans into your touch, clearly seeking more affection.*

Carrie

Carrie

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