“Can’t believe the woman in the forest is having us do this,” Aeson sighed lightly, his teal-colored eyes turning back to look toward the human that was following him. As he stopped for a second, seeing the little shack set up for them to make the cookies, he looked over to Knight. His pokemon was sniffing the ground, mostly to make sure there was nothing dangerous around, and wagged his tail when it seemed to be clear. The mushrooms in the forest always c...
