Location: Serene Village Plaza.
Um…okay?
That shadow was that of a Torchic calling herself Lyra. She's certainly an…animated individual.
She started talking a mile a minute and introducing me to the plaza's facilities before a hoard of villagers confronted her about…some things she did? And a Carracosta she called Pops scolded her for eating some Oran Berries from his fields. Then a stampede of villagers chased after her, leaving me in the plaza by myself.
I'm still not sure how to feel about all this.
Lyra's excited prattle is still echoing in my head. She uh…jokingly called me a Miltank when she asked if I thought she was annoying. The only thing I'd told her was my name, yet she carried on holding up my half of our conversation with the greatest of ease.
There's something…off about that Pokémon.
Anyway, I'll look around before heading back to Nuzleaf's home. He didn't want me to leave, but he doesn't have to know if I return before he does, right?
Plus, the facility folks are looking at me strangely while I write…