“There are,” Yuuna chimed in matter of factly. “Lots of ground types and a couple of weird birds, too.” Not that she’d actually ended up bonding anything during her trips. She just hadn’t happened to find any that were particularly agreeable to coming along with her…though one day she swore up and down she’d like to train a Torkoal. They were kind of cute, and in their own odd little way they just called to her.

And sort of on cue, there came a rustling sound in a bit of scraggly brush off to one side. Whatever could it be?