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With a new pokémon came new responsibilities. WHile his apartment was big enough for at least two people, it was a bit on the smaller side for a Ninetales. She has been with him for a few days now, but this was the first time they went outside. It was impossible to determine how long she'd been confined in that cage, but bruises covered her body, particularly the raw patches on her snout from the tight rope that had bound it shut. Míngzé believed it was time for her to go outside and finally stretch her legs.

With his cane in one hand, Míngzé calmly walked over the streets. Dai was running around, feeling the need to check everything they came across. The Ninetales however stayed close to Míngzé, close enough that he could feel her bump into his leg every now and then. From what he could gather, she was not enjoying herself at all. He simply hoped that she needed more time to recover.

Without warning the Ninetales bumped into his leg, forcing him to take a few staggering steps to the side. It was all she did before stepping in between him and some girl. For Dai however it was enough to start barking loud enough for anyone to hear. “Dai,” he hissed to no advance. The pokémon kept barking as he always did.