Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Virah hummed.

Two weeks.

They have been here for two weeks, and to her shock, she actually got used to living in Ilex Forest after a while.

Things slowly became a habit and a schedule on what they needed to do everyday started to form at some point. By now, they were so comfortable in following that schedule that they had excess in resources, food, and time.

She looked to her left and smiled at Kitten as he cooked their meal.

The Meowth shot her a glare and let out a slow drawl of a purr that conveyed irritation for his job and complaints about how he's the one doing all the work.

Virah shrugged and turned away, Kitten has been complaining like that for a while now and honestly, by this point she was convinced that the feline was just joking every time he does that.

Or so she hoped, with Kitten though, anything could be a possibility.

Virah shifted her gaze somewhere to her right and observed Grene as she did katas and stances with her Pokemon, her eyes soon found Tyrogue, making her frown.

Tyrogue- or as Grene nicknamed him, Knuckle, - was being alienated by the rest of their Pokemon.

And it's not like Virah didn't understand where everyone was coming from, since Knuckle was owned by a criminal before this.

Still, she honestly thinks that the entire thing was a bit too much.

'Not that I can do anything about it,' she thought while swallowing a sigh, 'I'm sure that everyone will warm up to him eventually, it just needs more time to happen.'

She turned away from Grene and her Pokemon and looked at her own team. Nitro and Jet were currently sitting down underneath some tree.

The two of them were doing well when it came to their training.

Her Zubat especially since he started working harder once he realized that he didn't actually need to hunt, just exercise, and once he got to that conclusion, it didn't take long for Jet to exercise until he collapsed.

In fact, Jet was so exhausted after training that Virah had to carry him back to their tent every day.

'Not that exhaustion stops him from continuing to push himself,' Virah thought with a soft hum.

She casually eyed Jet as he did barrel rolls in the air, he fell and quickly stabilized himself. Then the Zubat flapped his wings for lift and once he flew high enough, he let himself drop for another barrel roll.

Virah turned away as Jet continued with his training.

She scanned the camp again and eventually found Whitney messing around with her Teddiursa on the right side of their tent.

Much like her, the pinkette had also gotten used to living in Ilex Forest and by this point, she was used to eating Pokemon but that wasn't enough to really convince her about continuing to eat them while they go on a journey.

Virah wanted to tell her friend that the canned foods they were planning on buying were Pokemon to begin with but she didn't have the heart to do it, and besides, eating processed Pokemon is completely different from personally killing them.

'If I decide to keep going somehow, I would stay in this forest for at least a few years before getting bored,' or maybe, her getting bored at living in Ilex Forest would come sooner than just "a few years" but there's really no real way for her to know.

"I can't wait to leave too honestly," Virah directed a smile at Whitney to further mask her casual lie.

Her beliefs and wants about staying here were wrong, so going along with Whitney's desire to leave this place as soon as possible is clearly the better option.

"Right?!" Whitney groaned as she sat next to Virah, "everything about this place is so icky!" Virah smiled and nodded but she kept her silence, "I mean, we have to forage for food everyday-"

Virah thought that was a pretty valid point, she did think that it was annoying for her to leave their camp every other day just so she could gather berries.

"- and then there's the fact that the forest is filled with dangerous Pokemon-"

That was also a good point, and one that she never really considered since they only hunted down weaker Pokemon like Pidgeys and Caterpies.

And not to mention, their safety was mostly because they had Rangers protecting them, and if those guys weren't here then...

Virah's thoughts went back to the night they encountered a Gengar and she felt her brittle smile go awry.

"- and like, I don't like it when we have to sleep in some stupid tent! I hate my sleeping bag! I want a soft bed!" Whitney exclaimed to Virah's slow nod of agreement.

"Yeah... I agree with you, I think leaving this place is a good idea," she didn't before, but she does now.

Virah leaned back, "I want to sleep in a bed," she smiled, wondering if she would see Ratata messing up her room when she got back, "and I also want to go to a Pokemart,"

"Me too!" Whitney chorused, "I find everything here so tedious and annoying, we're trainers, we're supposed to just go out in the wilds with supplies and catch Pokemon! And also battle them! Not all of this!"

Virah smiled, that was also another good point, there are no trainers other than them here is there? "I think this place is pretty lonely honestly,"

Whitney stopped ranting and tilted her head, "what do you mean by that?"

"We don't have other people to spar with," Virah replied, "and I feel like if I stay here any longer I'm going to become rusty and eventually forget how to actually battle professionally,"

"I guess?" Whitney said in confusion, "everything here is too easy to beat for my liking," she shrugged, "wait- I don't really care about that since I win a lot anyways, actually, I like it that everything here is so weak,"

"Maybe," Virah hummed, she faced the pinkette.

Come to think of it, Whitney and Grene are currently her best choices when she wants to "sharpen" her slowly dulling skills weren't they?

"Do you want to spar?" Virah suddenly asked.

"Sure," Whitney casually replied, "but just so you know, I won't go easy on you,"

"I think I'll like that honestly," Virah replied with a smile, "it's a battle then,"

"Yep!" Whitney pumped her fist.