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Dang, that Wingull is fast, Joshua thought grimly. Why am I doing this again? He thought sardonically. It's not my problem, is it?

Buzz. As if reading his thoughts, the voice replied jokingly, "You're doing this because you're a nice person, eh, Joshua? Or maybe you'll just run off with the jewelry once you've caught the bird," it added, almost sounding thoughtful.

"Never stolen a thing in my life," Joshau replied absentmindedly. Absentmindedly because he was now staring his target in the eye, watching its every move, hoping that the Wingull, which had settled down nearly a mile from Pan Road on a low-hangind tree branch, would be too tired or too lazy to continue its flight. Stay there, little creature.

Making sure not to make eye contact - which would startle the thing - Joshua slowly and quietly pressed the release button on his Larvitar's Poke Ball, sending out the 'mon in a dilluted flash of red plasma. The Larvitar, happy to be out in the world again, quickly began to do the exact thing Joshua had hoped for.

Eating. It - he, Joshua corrected himself - quickly got down on all fours, eating away at the soil surrounding him in a torrential uprooting. Unfortunately for the Wingull - who had, thankfully, been only mildly interested in the display until now - the tree it sat on was alos being uprooted - in this case, literally.

"Good boy," Joshua called out to his pokemon, hating himself slightly for saying it. "Keep it up." The Wingull, meanwhile, realizing what was happening, attempted to take flight, but was unable to do so as the tree tipped over, its branches flying out and viciously scratching the bird until it gave up, flopping to the ground along with its nesting tree in a pitiful, "Gull!"

"Now, Larvitar," the newbie Trainer called out uncertainly, "Bite the thing to unconsciousness!" The LArvitar, its unsatiable hunger gone for now, obeyed, attacking the downed prey viciously.

"Okay, that's enough, Larvitar!" Joshau cried out, slightly alarmed by how much it had injured the poor thing already. "Return!" A flash of red plasma again, and then the Wingull was on the ground, alone. Walking over to the helpless thing, Joshua picked up the Ring that it had stolen, which had fallen besides it in the tree's crash. Ignoring the downed creature, Joshua began to walk off. But then - a flash of memory, a little girl's face, frightened and desperate.

If he had helped her, listened to her plee, she wouldn't have suffered. But he had remained stoic, believing here fear  to be irrational. He hadn't helped her, not then. This pitiful creature, cawing weakly behind him, reminded him so much of her, she who had been childishly afraid of the dark. A danger not his own that he could shrug off, as he had done then. But not now, even if it was only a monster's pain.

Turning around, Joshau set one of his empty Poke Balls besides the Wingull, hitting the center button and capturing the creature, once again in a red plasma flash. Looking down at the now-filled ball, imagining his newest teammmber, he knew what to name it, the bird that was now his.

He would name it after her. He would name the Wingull Anne.

He walked off, back towards Pan Road, with the Ring in his hand. First he would return it - but then, straight away, to the Pokemon Center.

((OOC: Confusing? Yep. I'm not happy with how this was written, it might be nonsensical just reading the text. Basically, the Wingull reminds him losely of a little girl from his past, a girl he had turned his back on despite having should have helped her. Long story that will eventually be elaborated on later, I guess. And yes, he's seriously screwed uo in the head to imagine a connection like that, but it will become more believable, I think.))