Ioane had returned to the Alola Region just a week ago from his study abroad in the Orange Islands alongside Professor Philena Ivy. He was gone for eight years studying the regional variations of Pokemon found in the Orange Islands compared to that of his home region of Alola. The environment and habitat of the Pokemon were similar for the fact that it was in a more tropical location compared to other regions on the main land, but the regional differences of the Pokemon were vast. Io was astounded by just how many variations and differences there were in the Pokemon from the two regions, and it blew his mind when he was able to see even more during his four month stay in Johto.
As he had only been back for a week, the young researcher wasted no time and threw himself into field work, comparing and contrasting all the things he had seen and researched outside of Alola about the regional variations to what he could see in front of him once again. His mentor, Samson Oak, allowed him freedom and access to his laboratory and notes to help his own selfish desires. The two worked closely with Ioane's Orange Island mentor, Professor Ivy, in collaborating and creating a new thesis on the origin of regional variations and such.
On the outskirts of Hau'oli City, near a hidden part of the beach that Io and many other locals deemed Pearlei Cove sat the youthful researcher. Under the shade of the palm trees away from the ocean, on the edge of where the grass met the sand, Io sat, burying his feet into the warming grains and minerals. With a pen in hand he scribbled line after line everything he could about the flying seagull Pokemon that inhabited the shoreline, pecking at the ground.
"Non-violent, easy-going..." Io muttered, "No distinct differences..." He paused for a second and bit the end of his pen, thinking about the time he ran into a krabby on a beach in the Orange Islands, as if it was yesterday. "Now that would be something to see, the differences in the size of the claw on Krabby's from here to there."
As Ioane was talking nonsense to himself under the protection of the palm tree's blades, the wingull's that he had first taken noticed of chirped and scattered away as splashes from the water's edge intensified. There were loud roars coming from the direction of the splashes near the shoreline, but as Io rose from his spot to where he thought the commotion was the splashing went deeper into the waters. "What the..."
The roaring continued as the fury of splashes intensified. Io was intrigued yet knew better than to get into the water to check out what was causing all the buzz. Hopefully he wasn't the only one who knew as he noticed a few more bodies around him also checking out the commotion in the water.
As he had only been back for a week, the young researcher wasted no time and threw himself into field work, comparing and contrasting all the things he had seen and researched outside of Alola about the regional variations to what he could see in front of him once again. His mentor, Samson Oak, allowed him freedom and access to his laboratory and notes to help his own selfish desires. The two worked closely with Ioane's Orange Island mentor, Professor Ivy, in collaborating and creating a new thesis on the origin of regional variations and such.
On the outskirts of Hau'oli City, near a hidden part of the beach that Io and many other locals deemed Pearlei Cove sat the youthful researcher. Under the shade of the palm trees away from the ocean, on the edge of where the grass met the sand, Io sat, burying his feet into the warming grains and minerals. With a pen in hand he scribbled line after line everything he could about the flying seagull Pokemon that inhabited the shoreline, pecking at the ground.
"Non-violent, easy-going..." Io muttered, "No distinct differences..." He paused for a second and bit the end of his pen, thinking about the time he ran into a krabby on a beach in the Orange Islands, as if it was yesterday. "Now that would be something to see, the differences in the size of the claw on Krabby's from here to there."
As Ioane was talking nonsense to himself under the protection of the palm tree's blades, the wingull's that he had first taken noticed of chirped and scattered away as splashes from the water's edge intensified. There were loud roars coming from the direction of the splashes near the shoreline, but as Io rose from his spot to where he thought the commotion was the splashing went deeper into the waters. "What the..."
The roaring continued as the fury of splashes intensified. Io was intrigued yet knew better than to get into the water to check out what was causing all the buzz. Hopefully he wasn't the only one who knew as he noticed a few more bodies around him also checking out the commotion in the water.