Fauna… And flora? Wow. That did open up quite a realm of possibility when it came to possible creatures. Hell, Hark could only imagine how many species existed.
He could only blink at first, though, as Rebecca explained, eyes trained on the tiny creature. A Wurmple. And the tri-brained creature was a Reuniclus? He’d… need something to file the names. He was not about to give himself a headache trying to remember them all. Along with the types.
Hesitantly, carefully, he brought a finger to touch and brush the Wurmple before giving a small snort and a smile.
“And here I thought I had seen everything. I most definitely haven’t.”
He then looked at Rebecca with a lopsided smile.
“How many types are we talking about? And I’m guessing the Reuniclus, Goop, is not the only one of his species? Are you keeping it as a pet?”
“My Pokedex is nearly filled up, you can use that as a reference once we get to my house if you’d like. Zeke should be there too, hopefully he’s not cranky today.”
The tiny Wurmple let out a happy chitter, flailing it’s tiny legs at the other’s finger.
“Not in the least, the world’s full of ‘em. I never would’ve asked Goop to come along with me if he was the last of his species. As it is, I’ve only got one partner who’s the true last of his species and y’can hear him right now if you listen carefully.”
There was a faint growling coming from Rebecca’s house but it certainly didn’t sound malicious.
“That’d be Zeke. He’s been stopping by ever since I caught him a decade ago.”
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