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Sorry this took me so long to do! I'll try to stay on top of replies, but feel free to nudge me any time. ^_^
She had left Jinko City in good spirits. Adrasteia had replenished her supplies at the mart, and had her pokemon well tended at the center. Everyone was in tip top shape; well rested and well fed. She had patted the six pokeballs carried on her armstrap. They were on their way to Makko Town. Adra had planned for a week to get there. Needless to say things hadn't gone as she'd expected.
Shortly after starting out, she noticed Athemia acting a bit grumpier than usual. While at first she didn't put much emphasis on it. Her first pokemon had always acted like she had a chip on her shoulder or something. Now she was snarling at any pokemon that even looked at her. Adra had tried to find out what was wrong, but couldn't make out what Athemia was trying to get at.
She knew it was serious when the typhlosion refused to return to her pokeball. Athemia, when she wasn't snarling, was spending her time sleeping. Adra realized then that she must of eaten or touched something that was making her sick. She spent a full day and night in a nice camp, hoping the rest would help, but it didn't. Then she decided that they needed to get Athemia to the doctors in Makko. Trouble was that the pokemon walked slowly, tried to curl up every couple of steps, and wouldn't go back into her pokeball.
It was almost two weeks now since she'd left Jinko. Her supplies were getting low. Thankfully Makko wasn't far away now. She could smell the sea breezes. The woman looked back at her ill pokemon. "C'mon Athemia. We're almost there. You'll be better in no time now."