Tristen S, Raikou Dorm
Tristen glanced up at the purple frog on her shoulder and shrugged. He was acting strange; at least, stranger than usual. "I don't know why he is acting so oddly. I think he smells something different on you. What sort of pokemon do you have? That'll probably explain it." Even so, he did seem a little more persistent than usual--and oddly impatient. He wasn't his usual gentlemanly self.
(OOC: Sorry for the short post. I'm on my phone for a little.)