Now the storm had subsided, Farren breathed easy. No more angry clouds looming above him, and the sea was calm and inviting. It was time to hit the beach! As the sun rose, he threw on his flip-flops and strode to the shore with a bounce in his step. With his first battle under his belt, he decided it was probably a good idea to train up his pokemon. What if a wild pokemon had bothered him the last time he went out on an excursion? He needed to make sure that, not only could he defend himself, but that his pokemon wouldn't get hurt in the process. Besides, he thought it was time for the gang to meet their newest friend, Misty! Poor thing hadn't been out of her ball since he got her in that trade. And so, with a flick of his wrist and three flashes of red, Brook, Storm and Misty were all present at the shoreline.
"Hey, you guys. Misty," He looked up at the majestic Lapras, "It's an honor. This is Brook and Storm, and I'm Farren. Let's work together, yeah?" He asked with a grin.
The first day of training was going to be fun, he'd decided. And so he and his two much smaller Pokemon climbed onto Misty's shell and rode the waves, practicing their team work and trust as they did so.
