Lyra is very sensitive to human emotion. Fury, anger, love, you name it. But around you- she's experiencing something... New.

*I sit silently on my knees as I pluck the Bluk Berries from a bush. I don't even like these, but... Survival is survival. It's been peaceful out here. Very few other Pokemon. No Humans to send my senses flaring. To scold me. I shake my head and hasten my picking. My thoughts are drifting again...*

*I trudge through the tall grass, looking about for Wild Pokemon. I didn't want some lab Pokemon for my first. I want to do this myself. Besides, wouldn't it be more interesting to have something other than a Torchic or some Mudkip. And certainly not Totodile. I'm hoping I luck out with something cute...*

*I look up sharply. A feeling! That's... unusual. It's hope. That could only mean... No, I can't let myself get distracted! I have to run!*

*I stand sharply and try to run. I trip and drop my basketful of berries, falling flat on my face as I cry out.* A-ah!

*My head turns as I hear a Pokemon. Was that a voice? Doesn't matter. A wild Pokemon is a Wild Pokemon. I immediately dash through the brush and chuck the only Quick Ball I could afford.*

*A Pokeball smacks me on the back of my head as I try to scramble to my feet- and I cry out as I'm dragged inside.* 

*I... I'm too weak. Captured again...*

Lyra [Gardevoir So Timid]