The Shield of Galar

Precursor to Truth

Gloria wakes up pretty early in order to start her day, despite having zero desire to peel herself out of her bed.  Last night wasn't as sleep filled as she would have wished, anxiety about the previous couple days haunted her mind making sleep hard to come by.

With fresh bags under her eyes, she starts to make breakfast for all her Pokémon, going through the typical motions that she won't get to enjoy when her schedule picked up again.  Being able to take this time to be with her companions, those who willingly joined her team, well, there was nothing else like it. 

First thing every morning, she fills the large feeders for the assortment of flying types she has.  Most of their food is pretty similar, and all their dishes sat over by the near fence,  even those for the legendary birds. The legendaries do get a collection of berries added to theirs due to their larger size.

Next she moves on to her bug type Pokémon, as theirs is simple combination of Pokémon food and a sweet syrup she makes out of an assortment of berries.  This she spreads out in a large suspended trough that sticks out from the house. 

Once that is finished, she starts prepping the ghost type's breakfast, where she chops up and cooks a couple of Shaderoot carrots. 

While those cook, she gets together the spicier meals for her fire types.  With these she dices up a few tamato berries and mixes them in.  Her fire types do not have a collective spot they eat from, so she carries them to the different spots. 

From here she goes back to the carrot and mixes that into the bowls for her ghosts, while also getting some Lum, Mago and Sitrius cut up for the psychic types.  This one had taken about a year to get right, and it wasn't until she got Calyrex that she found out that psychics have a tendencies to enjoy sweeter food.  With both these prepped, she brings them out, setting them near the usual eating places, which are scattered all across her yard.  Two of them she does bring to the stable, where she sets Specterier's down in it's special bowl, and Calyrex takes and eats his own by levitating it in front of him. 

This process continues for some time, as she cuts up a different carrot for the ice types, makes a sour concoction for her rock, ground, steel and dark types, an even sweeter blend for the grass and fairies, a touch of sweet for normal types, a mild spicy for the fighting and dragons.  For her water types, she blends in a mild spice and a touch of sweet, and finally for poisons, she actually blends in a bit of poison from her drapion.  This had initially been an accident, but after the appreciation from her Pokémon, she just stuck with it. 

The very last Pokémon she feeds every day are the Swords of Justice.  Their past, and distrust of humans, makes her want to specifically bond with each of them.  It is while she is feeding Cobalion and Virizion that she hears the strong beats of a Corviknight's wings.  With a sigh she remains feeding them, despite still only being in her nightie and some slippers.  Anybody who wants to fly out to her house this early in the morning can deal with seeing her like this. 

Bea hops out of the taxi, and thanks the man profusely before handing him another tip.  She had seen Gloria in the back yard as they were landing, so without a thought, she heads around back.  Hoping the fence, she walks around and sees Gloria feeding two of her Pokémon.  A smile creeps onto Bea's face once she sees Gloria.  It has been a long time due to Bea doing everything in her power to avoid her. 

While walking toward Gloria, the smug smile of Rose pops into her mind, freezing her in her tracks.  Her breathing becomes ragged as the memory weighs her down.  It had been over a year since that threat, a year since she started avoiding Gloria for seemingly no reason.  Tremors make their way through her body as she second guesses everything, until she sees Gloria turn to face her and sees a smile appear on the girl's face.  As if by magic, the weight from her heart is lifted as Gloria comes rushing over to her.