Marrik sighed, stretching lazily as he stepped out the front door, shaking his head at his mother's yelled encouragement.  He quirked a smile, one ear -- something he had gotten from his mother -- twitching slightly.  The ear, and its match on the other side of his head, were covered in a soft, golden brown fur, contrasting starkly with the red and black hair and the normal human ears that rested in the normal place.<br/><br/>He was one of the few males that had gotten the Pokeboy gene, which had made his life very interesting.  But it was becoming more interesting by the day, especially with the letter both he and his sister had received the day before.<br/><br/>Sighing, he tossed something gently into the air, the sun flashing off of it marking it as a Pokeball.  He chuckled, catching it and tossing it away from him after pressing the central button.  "C'mon, Liana.  We've got a ways to go, and little time to get there," he said, pushing off the door jamb where he had leaned.