Gwyna's first thought was that Professor Devanea looked pretty good for someone in her mid-thirties. In the second thought she wondered if that blonde hair was fake. On the third one she remembered what she had actually come here for. Well, mainly because Professor Devanea was looking at her with a stern look, waiting for her to reveal her name.
"Ehm, I'm Gwyna Trumbey, here to pick up my first Pokémon."
"Yes, I know what you're here for, now let's see. Gwyna, you are registered for a Barkk. Right this way please." The Professor led her to a table in the lab with about half a dozen Pokéball on it. She picked one up and gave it to Gwyna, it had a little marking on it of three circles intertwined, one fo the signs for a Normal Pokémon.
"Now, you need to keep a good eye on this one, he's very quite something to handle, are you sure you're up to it?"
"I am, I know I am. You don't really think I'd say no, did you?"
No I suppose not," Devanea sighed and handed her a Pokedex and five little red and white Pokéballs. "Here is your stuff, don't forget to report back every once and a while, and try to find as many Pokémon, would you? Now, shoo, I have more people to greet!" She gave Gwyna a little smile before shoving her out the door.
Well, that was that. On an adventure. Barkk, what kind of a Pokémon is a Barkk? A handful? Only one way to find out. Gwyna made a show of gracefully throwing up the ball, well she had intended it to look graceful anyway. "Barkk, come out!"
The creature that came out was covered entirely with wild brown fur, a little lighter around its belly and the underside of the mouth and tail. It's eyes were orange in colour and it just about came knee length to Gwyna. It's tail was wagging about a mail a minute and was already jumping about taking in its new environment.
"Barkk?"
Gwyna was greeted with a loud and energetic bark, as if answering. Well, it sure was kind of cute, even though he was a little ADD. Devanea had said he was a handful, huh?
And so Gwyna and Bark started their journey, mostly with Gwyna running after Barkk when he decided he wanted to see something desperately. It really was a cute thing though.
"Barkk! Wait up little guy! Don't go that far ahead! Barkk! Be careful of other Pokémon! BARKK!" Okay, Gwyna did find him a little less cute now. That thing needed to learn some obedience skills. Talking about obedience, she wondered how he would behave in a battle. Only one way to find out though. And, as if on cue, a little bird came out. It's feathers were almost the same color as Barkks, just a little bit yellower, and a little less ruffled. The thing screeched in a wild manner, as if they had disrupted something very important to the Pokémon. At least it did make it clear that it was quite agitated.
"Barkk! Come here boy! Let's do some training shall we?!" The crazed puppy came running like a whirlwind. Did his energy never run out? That didn't matter. Let's see what he can do.
Barkk wasn't in his place or the crazed little bird-thing attacked with a furious Peck attack. It came rushing towards them, it's beak lit up and ready to do some serious damage.
"Barkk! Dodge it and use growl!"
The Pokémon obeyed it's trainer, big surprise to Gwyna, and narrowly escaped the peck, after which it let out a loud growl from the back of its throat. The bird obviously wasn't very charmed by it, for the sound was still ringing deep within its ears. Some part of instinct told it to run, but it's anger and will to battle kept it on its feet, although a bit taken aback.
"Quick, while it's still surprised! Tackle it!"
Again the Barkk obeyed without question, storming towards the Wyvell and throwing its entire body in a ruthless tackle. The bird was thrown to the ground and let out a screech of pain. But nevertheless, it got up on it's feet and launched another peck. BArkk, who wasn't ready for the attack yet, was caught fully on the side of it's body and thrown to the ground in turn.
"Barkk! Come one, you're a tough cookie! You can do this, tackle!" Gwyna, had no worries, a simple peck attack wouldn't bring them down, no way. It took more than a scrawny little bird to defeat this new team.
The Barkk did indeed get up, and got ready to launch another attack. The bird, however, was ready for it and flew up avoiding the attack, landing a little away from the puppy Pokémon.
"Barkk, don't give up, continue tackling until you hit it!"
The Pokémon charged again, but once again the attack was avoided. But the Barkk didn't give up and rushed headfirst towards the Wyvell again, this time hitting it right as it was about to take off again, slamming it from a little above the ground, down into the grass. The bird gave another painful squeak before fleeing the battle, limping a bit with its left wing.
"Hmm, little wimp, ain't it? You were amazing, Barkk! You are not as bad as I thought you'd be!"
The Barkk looked at her in an insulted manner before turning his back on his trainer and walking a little ahead.
"Oh, come on! It was a compliment! I said you did great! Whatever, you go be mad. See if I care! Stupid little dog."