<b>Aisha / Jake / Naomi / Lydia </b><br/><i>Afternoon<br/>
</i><br/>With a simple flip of a switch, the anchor dropped from the side of the boat with a clatter and splash. With no formal dock to speak of, it was up to the trainers on board to cross the water the rest of the way. The beach was a mix of small smooth stones and sand, marked by a few pieces of driftwood where the tide would come in. Eleyna's Growlithe summarily refused to touch the water and required a great deal of effort to get him off the boat - a necessity, as it turned out. In their haste, Steven and Eleyna had left no means of contact. If it weren't for Growlithe's prodigious olfactory sense, it may not have been possible to find the two wayward trainers at all.<br/><br/>The group settled themselves, casting their gaze across the peninsula's fields of grass, still in the breeze-less heat of the afternoon sun. The humidity rolling off the ocean made the air cling to them, making them sweat. But with little breeze to speak of, there was no relief from the oppressive heat. Some distance to the north was the steady rise of mountainous slopes and hills. Scattered about the grassy plains were large rock outcroppings and dense foliage. The constant sound of cicada's was the only sign of life. In the heat of the day, the Pokemon had likely sought the shelter of shade beneath trees or within thickets.<br/><br/>Growlithe, having settled on the dry earth, pleased that he was no longer surrounded by water, raised his head and gave a few sniffs before proceeding north along the beach, favoring the grass to the sand.<br/><b><br/>
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