vs. Arden - Dogfight by Pokemaniette013, literature
Literature
vs. Arden - Dogfight
Pokéballs are hard to describe from the inside, so I shan't attempt to.
What is much easier is the sound of my Master's voice, and the feeling of flying. I feel my fur crackle, and the disembodiment of transition between ball and reality. My front paws find ground first, feel rough city stone beneath my pads. The rest of me finds purchase instantly, and I stand proudly before my trainer, a prime specimen of a Houndoom.
At least, I think so.
I look at my Master, and he grins. 'This oughta be an interesting fight.' I look at my opponents, the distance between us fairly short. The girl is of no interest; short, pale, unassuming, and sh