â€œWow, you guys were really hungry,â€ Danielle laughed softly while she watched her team devour the food she place out for them. â€œLooks like Iâ€™ll have to make some more.â€ There was always something peaceful about watching PokÃ©mon eat. Their personalities came out, and she would sit and observe them. If there was one thing she discovered during her journey so far it was that a PokÃ©Dex canâ€™t tell you everything you want to know about PokÃ©mon. She carried around a little notebook with her, in which she kept notes about her team and the different traits that each and every PokÃ©mon had. There wasnâ€™t a lot in it as of right now. However, she planned to fill it up with a lot of things later on down the road, recording everything, from the bland to the more quirky traits of her team, or wild PokÃ©mon in general, that goes on during her journey.<br/><br/>Once she finished in her notebook, she put that away and pulled out some herbs she had found in the forest. They smelled awful. She was sure they tasted even worse but it was all she had. â€œHere,â€ she said as she walked over to Elliott. â€œI know it smells bad, but this should help with your condition.â€ He looked at the herbs as if utterly repulsed and gave a snort. â€œOh come on! Do you want to walk around paralyzed! At least eat enough to cure youâ€¦â€ Elliot looked away from her defiantly. Of all the times he chooses to be stubbornâ€¦ She should have expected the herbs to be rejected, but she couldnâ€™t wait until they got to a PokÃ©mon Center. It was still a ways a way and she was sure that they would encounter some more trainers itching for a battle along the way. Oh the things she goes throughâ€¦<br/><br/>Did all trainers have these problems?<br/><br/>While Danielle was busy with Elliott, Bruce and Daisy were gawking at the new member of the team. She didnâ€™t understand what was all being said, but Bruce didnâ€™t seem to be taking too well to the Pikachu but Daisy on the other hand, seemed fine. Bruce, at one point, had taken some of the Pikachuâ€™s food, but Daisy had shared what remained of hers in an attempt to diminish the chances of a fight breaking out. Ever the peacekeeper it seems. Which was odd, the young girl would have expected Daisy to not want anything to do with the Pikachu. Then again Daisy was a fearless little bird so a little mouse wouldnâ€™t unnerve her in the slightest. That was one thing the young girl loved about Pidgey; each and every one was different just like any PokÃ©mon. Though they were small, they were fearless, and they were a lot more laid back than Spearows.<br/><br/>Spearows were just plain mean. She recorded that in her notebook as well, and decided to pull it back out to jot down these notes about her team. This was definitely going to be a long journey, she was sure of it.