Lucas walks along the self same river, watching his dragonair Dave slither his way through the water, hunting. The little dragon swipes several fish of various kinds out of the water to quickly pick them clean before continuing, making a somewhat bored Lucas smile ever so slightly.<br/><br/>"At least one of you manage to feed yourselves," he says to the dragonair. Of late, the pokémon seems to understand more and more of his speech, a telltale sign that evolution is only a few months, or maybe even weeks, away. He turns his gaze back on the road, trusting his companion to manage on his own.<br/><br/>Looking at his newly acquired poképad, Lucas confirms that this little river is indeed a shortcut to where he is heading. he stuffs it away before beginning to sing happily off-key on some obscure classic rock song, his voice carring for quite the fair distance. he doesn't stop until a few minutes later, when he notices a girl, a few years younger than himself, sitting by the riverside, surrounded by small pokémon. Deciding that it's about lunchtime anyway, he strolls over to her.<br/><br/>"Hey. Are you..." He stops dead as he sees the girl and her pokémon. Lost, for a certainty. And it looks like their provisions have run out too. He stares for a brief moment at the girl, before furrowing his brows at the girl with slight disapproval. "You alright there? You seem a bit worse for the wear."<br/><br/>Dave catches up to his trainer quickly, jumping up on shore to shamelessly coil around the girl and inspect her closely.