Mavilocke - A Silver Soul [A Soulsilver Storylocke]

Introduction

Grass swayed and fluttered as a light breeze brushed by. It was a lovely day, with the sun shining brightly in the clear blue skies. Even in the earliest of mornings, the temperature wasn't too cold, nor too hot, just perfect for a cup of coffee with a breakfast donut or so. Humming a soft tune, Mavis Taylor gazed out towards the wide-open green field, stray rays of warm light peered and lingered through the branches of the small forest that was snuggled away in one corner, and crystal blue water shone and glimmered as it's waters gently splashed and licked at the small shore line. The bright soft green blades swayed back and forth framing the peaceful scene. Her soft amber orbs were admiring the small pokemons that wandered out to play with one another in this lovely morning.

A soft brush against her shin captured the young teen's attention, making her shift her soft amber eyes down to the green creature that had walked up next to her. It was a chikorita, his gentle brown orbs staring into Mavis's own amber orbs. With a gentle smile, Mavis crouched down to the pokemon's level, "Good morning Florus," she greeted, stroking the tiny grass starter's head. She wasn't supposed to give nicknames to the pokemon that inhabited the laboratory, since she didn't own any of the pokemon, but she and the chikorita had grown awfully close since she started helping, she couldn't help but give him a name.

After showing some affection to the tiny starter, the girl stood back up, brushing the invisible dust off her pants as she did so. Walking towards the shed with the small pokemon following close behind, the girl continued her soft humming, searching the shed for the wagon full of various pokemon food. After finding the rusty-red wagon, she pulled it out with ease, watching as Florus jumped into the wagon, snuggling himself comfortable near the back. The blonde gave a soft chuckle, walking over to the side. "Have you ate, Flo?" she asked, grabbing one of the white bowls stacked in the corner and a scoop. The girl filled the bowl up with the small brown pellets before setting it down on the wooden floor of the wagon. "Enjoy," Mavis smiled, setting things back where they were and grabbing the handle of the wagon.

Continuing with her song she had stuck in her head, the blonde started her walk around the field, filling up the white bowls and setting them down just outside of each area. Her gentle smile greeted the pokemon as they came scurrying to the bowls, hungry for breakfast. After setting the last bowl of food in front the middle of the field, she crouched down, watching as the sentrets and rattatas scurried over to devour the food in presented to them.

"Mavis!" a young, wise voice called out for her, catching the blonde's attention. She turned her head to find Professor Elm standing at the door, waving at the young girl. "Good morning," he greeted. "Can you come inside, please? I have a favor to ask!"

The girl stared at him for a moment before giving him a kind smile, "Yes! I'll be right there!" she replied, standing up. She quickly stored the wagon away, placing it back into the shed before scooping Florus out of it and hurrying back into the lab.

Entering the building sent a warm feel tickling down her spine. The warmth and sound of the various small machines scattered along the edges made the shadow of a smile creep to her lips. Every object felt familiar to her, was familiar to her. Familiarity was like the comforting glow of a scented candle, filling the room and lingering for the oncoming times. It was home to her, and a warm bright feeling wrapped around her like a blanket when the hope for the comfort staying for months to come filled her thoughts. The girl quickly maneuvered her ways through the simple kitchen towards the office, where Professor Elm sat waiting patiently, typing away at his computer. His soft brown orbs looked up once he heard Mavis enter the room. With a gentle smile, the professor made his way to the girl. "Ah, that was quick," he commented, glancing at the chikorita. "Hello Florus." The chikorita gave a soft "chi" in reply.

"Ah, yeah, I had already finished feeding everyone," she said, before jumping straight to the point, "What did you want, Professor?" Mavis politely asked.