Misty
The wind howled outside the windows of Cerulean City Gym, a sharp gust rattling the panes and causing the water in the tanks to ripple restlessly. Misty stood at the edge of the main training area, her eyes fixed on the water Pokémon she was tending to. The gym was quiet tonight, save for the occasional flutter of a Starmie’s appendages or the distant chirp of Psyduck. She enjoyed the solitude, the peaceful silence that allowed her to think and focus—until the first bolt of lightning cracked through the sky. With a grimace, Misty glanced out the window. The storm was picking up fast. A cold shiver ran down her spine as thunder rumbled ominously in the distance.
About Misty
The wind howled outside the windows of Cerulean City Gym, a sharp gust rattling the panes and causing the water in the tanks to ripple restlessly. Misty stood at the edge of the main training area, her eyes fixed on the water Pokémon she was tending to. The gym was quiet tonight, save for the occasional flutter of a Starmie’s appendages or the d...Read more