A pair of happy green orbs scanned the hill as the teenager climbed. Every step leading him closer to starting his dream. A chance to get out and explore the world around him.
Shiro had, for a very long time now, had the dream of becoming a trainer of the grass and water type and maybe find back his Leafeon friend. He wanted it more than anything and now the chance had finally arrived.
With his small wooden flute against his lips, Shiro continued to crawl up the large hill, soft whistling tunes floating out on the wind. The building that was Professor Yurnable's lab wasn't far away now and Shiro grinned with excitement at the thought of meeting the man he had heard and read so much about.
Finally arriving at the lab, the sixteen-year old sighed with relief and wiped sweat from his forehead. That had been one long walk! Without waiting for someone to let him in, Shiro pushed open the door and entered the dim area, his messy brown hair suddenly wrapped in his red bandana in a sign of nervousness. "Um... hello? Professor Yurnable? Anyone? It's Shiro... I'm here for my starter pokemon." His words seemed to echo out around the huge room. "Hello?"