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Aggron thought for a moment, resting and letting the salty water drip down from his horns and snout and splatter to the sand. "I don't know," he finally answered. "Which one of those is for when you're afraid?" The tip of his tail tapped-tapped on the hard-packed sand. "Last night I was...

Aggron slammed into Malachi at full speed, ducking his head at the last minute to avoid striking the dragon with his horns. (He wasn't trying to shish kabob his opponent.) The thick part of his neck and shoulder made contact squarely with the dragon's chest as he tried to pull up and away from...

Out of the corner of his vision, Aggron could see the dragon stooping into a dive. He heard him say some kind of snide remark, but he was too busy concentrating to pay attention to the words. He had to focus, like Steven always told him to do. We aim for the weak points-- Aggron concentrated...

Aggron gave a toothy grin as lumbered down the beach after his foe. It felt good watching that dragon wobble in the air from his strike. It wasn't a huge hit, but enough to maybe make the opponent think twice. Aggron could take those kinds of hits all day. Could Malachai? The next flamethrower...

Aggron let loose a snort and turned his snout low. The sand kicked up by the dragon's massive wings stung his eyes, forcing him to use his crest to shield against the rest of the airborne sand. That also meant the last few rocks from his volley were painfully off-target. No matter, he could...

Aggron scowled at Malachai. This guy. Was he serious? Will it prove something? Maybe he just wasn't familiar with how things worked where Aggron was from. He grated out a short, dry laugh. "It has to do with you because you're here, you're big, and you look tough. Is there more to it than...

Again with the words that Aggron didn't know. 'Enmity'? Was that some kind of gift? Why would Steven have a gift for a dragon they'd never met? "He hasn't sent me anywhere with anything for you," growled Aggron. In fact, he hadn't even spoken with Steven since... What would Steven say to him...

Aggron watched as the dragon, Malachai, drew himself upright. Yeah, that was one big dragon. Aggron was going to enjoy this. He'd definitely get stronger. Laura, Laura... Had they met anyone named Laura? And Chirchester? That sounded familiar. Was that the place that had that awesome curry...

Aggron blinked. Those were... A lot of big words. Not even Metagross used that many big words, and this dragon talked just like Metagross. So, he probably wasn't wild then. But then where was his trainer? And, what was that about an honest challenge? What did this dragon take him for? It's not...

Aggron was awake well before his trainer that morning. He knew because he had peeked back through the patio doors and saw Steven asleep, still slumped against the dorm room door amidst the scattered remains of Aggron's tantrum from the night before. Well, he couldn't leave the room without...

Aggron froze with a jolt of surprise. There was something here, something out of place. He stared further into the woods, a ways down the beach from where they were. He looked at Steven with a determined glare and pointed. They had to follow it. "You've got something," said Steven, looking at...

Steven wasn't very far into the trees when he slowed to a stop. He wasn't entirely sure what kind of evidence he was looking for, but it didn't seem like there was much here besides trees and shrubs. Certainly no missing girl and her Drampa, at least now close by. "Aggron," he said, "we were...

Well, at least someone else wasn't in the mood for another confrontation, though the hostility was still through the roof... Aggron was still tensed at Steven's side, and he placed a hand on his arm. They wouldn't be the ones to make the first move. Besides... "A Drampa?" Steven thought back...

"Something bad?" Steven glanced again at the scorched sand. "Was someone attacked? A wild pokemon? Or...?" His stomach did a flip at the alternative. "We have to try to find whoever this happened to. That scream wasn't good. They could be hurt." But Steven paused at what else the young man...

Steven had a forkful of eggs on the way to his mouth when he heard the scream. Aggron's head shot up in alarm from where he was devouring a plate of berry crepes. Both of them looked toward the cafe's open windows, where the view looked down towards the beach. "That didn't sound good,"...

"Fantastic! I look forward to it. Let's plan to meet at the cafe after breakfast." With a final goodbye to both Hayes and Nosepass, Steven made his way back up the beach to where Aggron was waiting. Yes, this was going to be a good two weeks. ---- Aggron sniffed again... Was that...

"Hayes, the pleasure is all mine," said Steven, but he was already fixated on what else Hayes had said. "You travel to study rock types? I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested to pick your brain about what you've learned in your travels. I'm a bit of a traveler myself, you see." "It's a...

"May I?" asked Steven before kneeling down to inspect Nosepass up close. The mineral deposits in his rocky body caught the sunlight just right, and the magnetic field around its nose was quite strong. He really was a beautiful pokemon, and well cared for, too. Still kneeling, Steven replied...

Steven gently closed the paper he'd been reading and leaned his head back against Aggron's flank. He'd wanted to read about the newly discovered fossil beds in Kalos, but gods the author had been so dry. "How can you make a paper about ancient pokemon boring?" he muttered to himself. The...

Aggron was curled up beneath the shade of a tree at the dorm room's garden. He'd almost fallen asleep by the time Steven emerged from the room, cleaned up and refreshed from their hike that morning. Steven sat down in one of the patio chairs with a cup of coffee in his hands. Aggron caught...