'So, this is the Toppe Region , huh?'
Christina had been in the region for a good few hours now and she was still bubbling with the excitement of a child. Her feet stood upon unexplored land, her eyes gazing across the greenest forest she had ever seen, and as she thought of seeing the unknown wonders of this land Chris couldn't help but squeal a bit. No, no, she couldn't think about having fun right now, not with the objective at hand. Rodger Goldon, her reputable and genius father, had recently gone missing from an excavation spot in this very region. Gone without a trace, leaving Chris and her mother in a fit of confusion and depression. No leads, no notes, no ideas. Chris decided after a week of wallowing in sorrow that this was suddenly a family matter, and with a stern gaze she had set off to this very nation, ready to save her father from whomever or whatever had taken him.
But... Where do I start...
The trail she had been wandering aimlessly seemed endless, or maybe she was just dragging her feet, and when she glanced back to see how far she was from Cape Town a wave of guilt washed over her. She had yet to even walk a farther than two miles; the town was as close as ever! Chris sighed loudly, stretching her arms high above her head lazily, and as she tilted her head back a familiar cry filled her ear and the weight that she had forgotten about fell from her head. Chris turned quickly, snatching up the Noibat Shade before he hit the ground,
"Sorry, Shadey-boy, forgot you were up there." Chris muttered, cocking her head as the Noibat let out a tittering response. Seemed as though he was feeling rather sleepy, and as Chris watched Shade tilt his head back to yawn she followed suit, feeling a sudden wave of exhaustion and hunger wash over her.
"Hmm, let's rest up a bit. Can't expect to save dad on an empty stomach." She smiled, heading off the paths, towards a rather large tree just a few feet away. She lowered herself down onto the soft grass, sighing as the tree's shadow instantly cooled her somewhat warmed face. She settled Shade onto her lap and turned towards her sling bag, digging through until her hands closed around a familiar box. Chris pulled the lunch carrier out of her bag and situated it onto her lap next to Shade, grinning widely as she revealed the insides. It was fully stuffed with sandwiches, rice balls, grilled chicken, and everything else her mother normally fed her.
She silently thanked herself for not eating on the ferry, and then her mother, and after another second of admiring the entire dish she suddenly remember another mouth to feed. Her hand closed around the second Pokeball on her belt, and she pressed down the center button lightly. I opened quickly, and Mado popped out after a sudden flash of light. Upon meeting the ground he instantly pouted, turning away from the other two with the attitude of an ornery child.
"Don't be like that, Mado, here, have some food." She offered the Eevee a triangle-cut sandwich, and after a second of silence he snatched it up with a gusto and gobbled it down. Laughter bubbled from her chest, and after offering Shade a sandwich as well she dug in, eating viciously. Chris was so consumed by her lunch that she failed to notice the two who stopped just a little ways after her.