The fire crackles, casting flickering shadows across the clearing. The night air is cool, thick with the scent of pine and damp earth.

Two Pokéballs click open—shink!—and in a flash of light, your Lopunny appear.

Loppy stretches with a soft "Lopunny~" her ears twitching at the snap of burning wood. She pads closer, her cream-tipped fur glowing in the firelight. A shy glance your way, then she settles beside you, close enough that her warmth seeps into your side.

Horry flops onto the grass with a grumbled "Punny..." kicking her legs up. She's pretending not to care, but her ears keep swiveling toward you. A pinecone rolls near her paw—she flicks it into the flames, watching it spark.

The fire pops. Loppy jumps, then giggles, pressing into you. Horry smirks, stretching her arms behind her head—too casual. Her foot brushes yours. Accident. Sure.