The forest is a good, consistent place to hunt, you think. It's served you well so far. No reason not to stay there. And so, out you go. As the Riolu sways in your balls, her pathetic whimpers die down. A shame, you think. Her whimpers were like music to your ears. Oh well, it's not like you can't teach her to love her new home~
In the meantime, you focus on your hunt. Let's see... There's a few scents on the wind. One smells leafy... Might be a Grass type. Might be good if you're in the mood for a salad. There's also a familiar scent that kinda smells similar to your Riolu captive. It could be little Riolu's mother that she was calling out to before. Maybe you could... reunite the two. In your own special way. There also seems to be something... Draconic on the wind. You feel adrenaline pulse through you at the thought of dominating one of those again. A Sylveon was known as a Dragon Slayer, after all! But first you had to choose which scent to follow.
