"Hi," The vulpix said with a bit of a shy looking blush. It wasn't timidness, from what you can see. Maybe bashful or maybe... No. the love at first sight was not true. it's a myth that's truly fake!
The Vulpix wore a green scarf, blue bottom rimmed glasses, and a bracelet with an odd blue stone in the middle. "My name's.. Snowflake. A recruit of the healers here." She brushes her fur away from her left eye. it wasn't curled like other vulpixes.
This is Norman Fruds." She pointed to the Froakie who smiled mixing some grey slop that smelled oddly delicious.
"If you don't mind, I need to ask you your name?"
"Uh.. uh." You didn't know it... Delta came to mind, but you remember calling... someone.. Delta.
"I.. Guess.." you say in a bit of studder "I.. Don't know.." She pat your head. It sprang a pain on it.
"Does this hurt?"
You nod" ow! ow-Yes!"
She stopped and examined you. "What exactly are you?... I mean, You seem fine, but I don't know your Species..."
She sighs. "At least.. you are perfectly normal (on the outside). no scratches, burns, a bit of a noggin pain but with this," She slapped a cold block onto your head as she finished what she was saying. "Your head should be in perfect shape." She seemed to write on paper with an brush of ink. "Wait, what are you?"
You look at yourself. A pokemon... Not... whatever you were before... You grunt. "I'm.. a..
