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With her new poke ball in her bag, adventure beckoned Katherine to leave her home behind and seek a new life that only she could determine. It was a large and potentially frightening step, but the road would be calm and peaceful, leading Katherine to Marchton City with little delay.

The city itself was large and bustling, perhaps overwhelming to the young handler more used to farm life. Nearly as soon as she stepped into the opening gates, she would notice a sweet smell coming from a bellossom that was attracting several pokemon from other handlers; an electabuzz and a magmar thundered by, much to the chagrin of a middle-aged man shaking his fist at the bellossom's handler, a younger man with a satisfied smirk on his face. Much shouting would ensue, relatively incoherent except for "my right" and "my pokemon" interspersed between cries of "lazy thief!"

A Guardian with a blue ribbon on her armor would arrive to try to break up the argument, followed by a timid-looking young woman who didn't look more than fifteen, followed by a happily hopping froakie. The townspeople gave the Guardians wide berth, and soon the road would be free to traverse again, although the sickly-sweet scent would linger in the air for some time.

In addition to attracting handler-owned pokemon, the smell would also call out to wild pokemon around the city. Marchton was home to diverse pokemon, considering its strategic location between Harper's Pass and Miramossa, and it seemed like many of them were interested in the bellossom's move. A deerling was the first to approach; this member of the often-timid species seemed oddly confident as he swaggered in from an alley. He was soon followed by what seemed like an endless line of joltiks clambering over each other towards the grass-type. They soon coalesced into a blob and inched closer, only to be halted by the bulk of a makuhita.

The wild pokemon who were there caused a good number of people to leave the city's entrance, seeking an alternate route to their destinations. With fewer people around, Katherine might be able to spot a zubat clinging to the rafters of a building, and a round pink igglybuff singing softly on the front steps of a tavern.

With her eye for tracking, however, Katherine might notice some strange tracks to the northwest, past the igglybuff's tavern. The tracks looked like a bird's at first, although the specific species was hard to tell; soon, however, a great circle in the dirt disrupted the tracks, which then led to another sort of tracks, seemingly alternating between pawprints and something that looked like a pokemon being dragged.

This could simply be the way of nature, one pokemon preying on another, but with plenty of people giving scraps to the wild pokemon in this area, there wasn't as much of a reason for a fight like that. Plus, if a bird pokemon had truly been involved, why hadn't it tried to fly away? Here, right at the gate of the city, was a mystery Katherine was uniquely equipped to solve.

Then again, it would be easy for Katherine to find a job, a way to help people, or some other way to occupy herself as a handler at the job board in the center of town. But was this odd trail worth checking out? Or was it smarter to try to find a general store to pick up some adventuring wares with the money her parents had given her, or maybe even get a souvenir of her first visit to the city, whether an item or a new teammate? The world was her cloyster as she began her new journey.


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- Sauntering over to the bellossom

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- A lot of them!
- A small swarming pile making their way towards the bellossom

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- Blocking the joltiks' way to the bellossom

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- On the rafters of a nearby building

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- Singing on the steps of a nearby tavern

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Thankfully, her tearful goodbye was short-lived; the thrill of adventure tugged her forward, taking the edge off the sadness of leaving her home for the first time on her own and replacing it with nervous excitement about her future. That being said, a veritable circus at the city's gates wasn't her first idea of adventure.

Katherine gave the building crowd of people a wide berth, following the wave of passerby as they circled around the ruckus. Tuff kept close to heel, following her a half-step behind as the shouting intensified. The sweet scent of flowers lingered in the air, reminding her of sickly sweets that made the tongue wag but the stomach ache with dread. The little elephant sneezed, shaking his head dramatically; she surmised that Tuff's heightened sense of smell was doing more harm than good in this situation. Out of the corner of her eyes, she watched the two men shout back and forth at each other, though even straining to hear through the city's hustle and bustle, she could only pick out bits and pieces of the screaming match - which was surprising, given that she wasn't that far away. She hoped that city life wasn't going to be so noisy; she could feel a headache coming just thinking about it.

A flash of metal armor caught her attention, and she turned her head as she walked, eyeing the Guardian and the woman trailing behind. 'Probably a rookie trainee,' she thought to herself, though she couldn't be sure - she saw the blue ribbon on the Guardian's armor, but didn't see any identifiable similarities on the young woman. If not another Guardian, then perhaps a third party that was involved in the argument. Either way, Katherine made sure to give the authorities a wide berth, instead following the crowd around and past. The sight of pokemon barreling in from all directions was making her uneasy - she knew that Marchton City was rife with all kinds of wild pokemon, being centered somewhat in the world of Harper, and if the army of diverse pokemon was any indication, the Guardians were going to have their work cut out for them for the rest of the day and probably into the night. The sight of the pile of joltiks was enough for her to stay away - Tuff wouldn't be able to handle himself in that pile of trouble, not even counting the few glimpses she saw of a deerling and a makuhita as well. She motioned for Tuff to hurry up and picked up her pace to a slow jog, weaving her way carefully through the throng of passerby and into the city proper.

As people started to branch off and look for other ways around the city gates, Katherine looked up just in time to see a lone zubat perched upside-down underneath the rafters to a building. 'Good luck sleeping through that,' she thought to herself, knowing that the bat's nocturnal habits were about to get a rude awakening by the commotion behind her. Tuff trotted a few steps to the side, intrigued by something in front of another building; Katherine looked ahead and saw a small pink pokemon singing softly on the front steps of what she was pretty sure was one of the more popular local taverns. Tuff's snout lifted into the air, tilting his head curiously as he listened to the baby pokemon sing; Katherine hadn't seen one before, but was pretty sure it looked similar to a jigglypuff, which she knew was mostly harmless. Not knowing if it was already owned or not, she didn't want to press her luck with trying to catch it - especially fighting it in the middle of the streets! - but instead turned her attention to Tuff, snapping her fingers to get his attention and motioning for him to come back to her.

While the little elephant obediently made his way to his handler, Katherine crossed the street and walked towards a familiar-looking food stall set up conveniently across from the tavern. When she saw the man operating it, she smiled and waved her hand casually in the air to get his attention as she approached. "Hey, Markus!"

The man was aged, probably in his forties, with a short beard wrapped around a rounded face. His body was muscular, with muscles bulging under the tight shirt and trousers he wore underneath his apron - muscles formed by working the fields, she acknowledged, knowing that the man worked hard on his farm to grow and raise the products he'd turn into food to sell here in the city. Markus tilted his head upwards to see who was calling out his name, and grinned widely when he saw Katherine. "Katherine! How've you been? It's been awhile!"

She smiled warmly, reaching to shake his hand across the counter when she arrived at the stall. His hand was rough-skinned, but gentle as he took her hand and gave it a firm couple of shakes. "Oh, just passing through...headed to find some work now that I'm a Handler and all."

Markus nodded. "Ahhh, I forgot - your father mentioned something about you taking up the Handler gig. Going well so far?"

She shrugged. "Who knows? I just got in town, so I haven't had a chance to check the bulletin boards out yet."

"Well, here, before you go - " Markus reached over to another side counter he had behind the stall, grabbing wooden sticks that were stuck through what seemed to be some kind of meat balls drizzled with a delicious-smelling sauce. "A couple snacks to get you to where you gotta go."

"Oh, that's oka --"

"No, no, take 'em!" Markus interrupted her refusal, a stick in each hand as he handed them out to her more insistently. "Your father would have my hide if I charged you for 'em, after all the help he gave me last month."

Katherine remembered what had happened; one of Markus' prized Bouffalants had gotten out of its fenced area and vanished into the wilderness; it had taken her and her father almost the entire day to track it down and bring it back. The thought of her father curbed her smile somewhat, but she forced her lips to curl back up into a meager smile before taking the two sticks of food from him. "Thanks, Markus," she managed to mutter, not trusting her voice to be steady if she spoke aloud.

He gave no indication of whether or not he noticed her change in attitude. "Don't worry about it - now go! You got work to do, don'tcha?"

His teasing smile lifted her spirits, and she shook her head with a smile back on her face. "Yeah, yeah," she replied, dismissing his teasing with a motion of her left hand as she lowered her right hand with one of the meat sticks down to Tuff, who was sitting at her feet patiently waiting for what he knew was foooood. "Here, Tuff."

No sooner had she told him to take it that his snout lunged forward, yanking the meat clear off the stick and shoving it into his mouth. By his actions every time she offered him food, she was starting to wonder if she fed the little guy enough, as desperate as he acted whenever food came into his sight. Still, she could only laugh as she turned to wave goodbye to Markus and pick apart her own stick of meat with her teeth as they continued walking.

She'd only just finished her own portion when the sight of some pokemon tracks gave her pause. The wooden stick rotated in her teeth as she chewed on the end thoughtfully, eyes shuffling between the tracks and the surrounding area, looking for anything severely out of place. Tuff paused a few steps ahead, almost on top of the tracks, and turned back to her with a tilt of his head. "Phan?" he murmured, confused why they stopped. She pointed to the circle in the dirt by his feet.

"Look, Tuff - see that circle right there?" As his eyes followed where she was pointing, she moved her finger backwards to the bird tracks. "Looks like whatever this bird was, something happened to it." She frowned. 'Wild pokemon have enough food from all the locals, though' she thought to herself. There'd never been a real need for any of them to fight each other for food; plenty of scraps to pick at throughout the city. But what else could it be?

Her eyes continued down the tracks, focusing on the pawprints that moved forward beyond the circle in the dirt. Next to the pawprints, what looked like long, wide lines followed either next to them or alternating with the prints. 'Drag marks,' she thought. 'Definitely not your average scrap for food. Something took that bird.'

Letting out a long breath through her nose, her teeth bit down on the wooden stick harder, and she eyed Tuff. The little elephant seemed to pick up on her change of attitude; his body tensed up, still as stone, waiting for her. With her left hand, she reached to the shortsword at her waist and pushed upward on the hilt, checking to make sure the blade was free before snapping it back into place. "Come on, Tuff - let's find out where these tracks lead."

She had a bad feeling about this.

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Katherine's knowledge of tracking led her to believe that the trail would lead somewhere interesting, and her assumption was not proven wrong as she began to follow the markings on the ground. The pawprints and drag marks led Katherine away from the bustling town entrance, away from the Sweet Scent and the igglybuff's singing and the loud argument tentatively broken up by the Guardians, to a side street that was as quiet as the former area had been loud.

It wouldn't take a tracker to notice the pokemon at the far end of the alley - anything with eyes would notice the starly flopped on the ground, looking to be in not-the-best shape, if it was even alive. No poke ball rested by its side, nor did it have any sort of reaction upon seeing Katherine, which likely meant it was a wild pokemon. If Katherine got closer, she would be able to see a pair of slash wounds to the starly's side, bleeding lazily onto a small puddle of blood already on the ground.

This situation was even stranger, however, considering that the starly line was known for being a predator itself. What species would target a pokemon known to be a predator? Especially if this was as young a pokemon as it seemed to be... the parents of the pokemon would undoubtedly seek to harm whatever had attacked their young one, and yet, the predator had taken this risk. Why would a pokemon do this? Not to mention that starly was known for traveling in packs, and this one was alone... it must have taken some degree of sophistication to single out a starly, but then, something had gone wrong with the plan, and there was evidence left behind.

If Katherine wanted to track the attacking pokemon, she would be led down an alley to the northwest, a not-particularly-pleasant area with two surly-looking men playing some sort of card game on a ramshackle table. Upon seeing Katherine, the pair would stand up, and the man closer to her, who had a bald head and a large red beard, would ask, "And what brings a pretty young thing like you here?"

Then again, she could look down the alley and try to pass unnoticed, whether by taking another route or simply trying to figure out if that was the only way the attacker went. There was also the starly to think of - could it be rescued, and was that even worth a try, considering its terribly poor condition? There was also the option to abandon this course altogether, trusting in the law of nature that predators would top the food chain no matter what. What would Katherine choose?

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The knot in her gut tightened as she continued following the tracks on the ground. She didn't know Marchton like the back of her hand yet, but any fool could tell from the change in scenery that the neighbourhood was shifting to something less savory. The bustling town entrance transformed almost into its polar opposite - a side street, probably not much bigger than a large alley, that was quiet like the dead. Tuff's body noticeably tensed, as if picking up on this, and he kept himself huddled close by her feet as they tracked their target. Her body weight rested on the balls of her feet, eyes shifting to each side of the street every few moments to keep a good eye on her surroundings before turning back to the tracks.

It wasn't long before she saw the bloodied starly collapsed at the end of the alley. Katherine lowered her body weight slightly, bent at the knees, her left hand wrapped firmly around the pommel of her shortsword as the fingers of her right hand spread palm-down in front of Tuff. The little elephant paused, snout lowered close to the ground as he looked to each side of the alley, clearly nervous about stopping in such a quiet part of town. The hairs on the back of her own neck stood up, truth be told, but she wasn't focused on her fears so much as the damaged bird lying limply in the alley. Getting close to it, she noticed a pair of deep slash wounds on the bird's side. She cursed under her breath, wishing she paid more attention to her brother Philip when he described markings to her. He'd know what would have caused the damage right down to the finest detail. All she knew was that whatever caused the wounds, it wasn't your average friendly pokemon.

Kneeling down next to the starly, Katherine ignored the puddle of blood forming underneath the bird as she gave it a quick once-over with her fingers. No response from the bird; not good. First aid wasn't her specialty, either, so she didn't even know if digging through her pack for medicinal potions would do anything to save it. Part of her ached for the helpless pokemon; it clearly didn't deserve such treatment, but she didn't have it in her to provide it the merciful death it likely craved right now. Tuff's small whine at her feet elicited a 'shh' from her, and the little elephant pressed against her right leg, though she couldn't tell what her partner was feeling. This was likely the first time he'd seen something bleed; she felt for Tuff, but right now it was too dangerous to stop and console him. She'd just have to hope he'd watch her back if danger attacked - and if not, that he'd listen to commands at least, if she told him something.

It was strange, though. She mulled over the situation quickly in her mind as her eyes darted around the alley. Starlys rarely traveled alone. She remembered seeing flocks of them fly overhead back on the farm; her father always told her they traveled in tight groups, both for protection and for ease of hunting. Whatever attacked this bird knew what it was doing - either a grizzled wild pokemon, or more likely, a pokemon handler who didn't care what they did to wild animals. She fumed slightly at the thought. People like that made her sick to her stomach. Hunting for food was one thing; even for sport it wasn't uncommon, so long as you respected the wild pokemon for what they were. But this? This was just cruel, nonchalant death meted out on a whim.

"Tuff, stay close to me," she whispered, standing up straight as she did so. "Don't wander off." The elephant whinnied quietly, nudging her leg again with his shoulder, obviously shaken by the sight of blood and eager to move on. Her eyes followed the tracks leading away from the dying starly - they looked to lead further on to the northwest, into another alley. With a wave of her fingers to Tuff, she followed them into the alley.

In the alley, two rather bulky looking men sat playing what seemed to be some kind of card game, though she didn't recognize which one. The pair looked up at her almost in unison with faces that spoke volumes of their bad attitudes and stood, their bodies towering over her five-foot-even stature. She paused, her fingers still resting loosely around the hilt of her sword as she came to a stop a decent distance from them both - roughly five to ten yards, if one were to estimate. Close enough that she could rest her hands on her weapons without being threatening, but far enough away that she could react if they chose to attack. Her father's teachings echoed in the back of her mind as she eyed each side of the alley, watching for signs of any other "friends" as well as marking potential escape routes if she had to run. The Guardians were likely still by the front gate dealing with the issues there; that'd be her likely point of escape if these men decided to get a little...rowdy.

The closer one to her, the one with a large red beard and a balding head, spoke first. "And what brings a pretty young thing like you here?"

Her face was serious, but she kept her earlier emotions firmly in check as she nodded slightly to the two men, her left index finger tapping the butt end of her shortsword's pommel. "Hey. Noticed a bloodied pokemon back there." She motioned with her right thumb over her right shoulder, pointed behind her. "Tracks lead through here. Either of you see anything come by?"

Katherine kept her voice steady, but neutral - a trick her dad taught her while on the job to make herself sound comfortable with her surroundings. Confidence was often a strong deterrant for random brawls, and she hoped that even though these men were bigger and stronger than her (advantage of numbers aside), that her steady voice would deter them from a fight. She kept her guard up, though; there was a strong possibility that these two were the ones who caused the damage. Her gut told her that this was caused by someone and not something - she was sure of it. And if the blood under the starly was only just starting to pool, then the attacker couldn't be very far away - which made these two the prime suspects.

Her eyes stayed focused on the two men as she waited for their reply, ready to draw her sword if either of them made a move towards her. Tuff stood obediently at her side, still as stone, as if too afraid to move in front of the surly men.

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