Travelling on Route 202

Ivy walked out on to a vibrant path. She felt the wind in her hair and the grass brushing up against her legs.
"OK go Growlithe!" Ivy said as she tossed a Pokéball into the air.
"Growl!" Growlithe said as it touched the grass with it's paws.
"Let's see if we can find a Pokémon," Ivy said.

The Growlithe seemed pleased to see Ivy. The young trainer was lucky her little fire hound wasn't a stubborn one.

The red puppy sniffed around the tall grass, trying to find any trace of pokémon.

Growlithe suddenly growled. He was staring ferociously at something not so far away, as if it were warning Ivy of something... or someone. The puppy's hostility grew as a boy walked towards it.

"Man! A Growlithe! So cool! Sentreet, go, now!"

A thump was heard, follow by a:

"Treet!"

"Well this is an unexpected battle," Ivy said, "Oh well, it can't be helped. OK Growlithe use Ember!"

Growlithe gathered some fire in it's mouth and unleashed a barrage of tiny fire orbs.

Surprised, the Sentreet was instantly sent to the ground. A small boy appeared, wearing a yellow shirt and a blue cap.At first, he looked utterly flustered, seeing that his Sentreet couldn't do much against the hound pokemon. Then he saw Ivy.

"Oh! I'm sorry! Is this your Growlithe?"

"Oh, I should be the sorry one!" Ivy said as she rushed over to the Sentreet, "Here I have a Potion that you may use on Sentreet. I'm terribly sorry for what my Growlithe and I did."

Ivy knelt down by the Sentreet and sprayed the Potion on the Pokémon. Once the Potion was applied, Growlithe walked over and licked Sentreet to show that he was sorry as well.