confusedkangaroo

Hello, this is my first time writing a short tf story. I hope y’all enjoy. ————————————————————————————————————————————— I push through the brush as I make my way deeper into the forest. A small eevee follows behind me, his pokeball hanging from my belt. He has his usual happy-go-lucky air around him and is humming to himself as we walk.  We are currently in a forest east of Nibassa City, a little bit off Route 16. Usually, it's not the best idea to go off-route but I don't intend to go that far off of the route, and honestly right now I don't really care. As we walk my mind starts to drift to when I met Pluto, my eevee. I’ve been with my Pluto since I was 12 or for about 7 years now. While most household eevees are from a breeder, Pluto was originally wild. I found him one day while I was exploring the forest behind our house. I still don’t know exactly what happened to him but when I found him he was badly pretty beat up with multiple cuts and bruises and was barely standing