pearlshipping, ash, and, dawn

The sun was shinning brightly over the small, suburban town of Twinleaf. It was still early, with many residents still in bed. This held true for a trio who had returned to Twinleaf in wake of the recently closed Sinnoh League. It was here that they would plan the next steps of their individual journeys.

The bedroom was suddenly overrun with the sounds of a Starly-shaped alarm clock, signaling that the day was to officially begin. A sleepy arm weakly hovered toward it and silenced it before returning to its place under the covers.

"Piplup, piplup!" Piplup chimed, attempting to wake its sleepy...