Crystal didn't even flinch or move a beat. Her fur had a glisten to it, that white you would see in snow.
"Glac Glac Glaceon! ceon ceon ceon Glaceon! (You'll have to battle me to capture me)" Crystal told the boy.
She knew that a strong trainer would be able to handle her. She would also want at least one contest run, if possible. that's all Crystal knew.
(Hehehe! Spunky little shiny!)







