Josh took care of Ty as if it was his little brother, and the pokemon did the same thing to him. They developed a special kind of bond, far exceed the normal, supposed-to-be master/pet relationship. He had been lonely,Īnd he wanted some companionship, so he kept the pokemon and named it 'Ty'. Josh knew that it would be better for the Quilava if he returned it to the wild, but he didn't want to. But when the Quilava had been healed and Josh intended to release it, the pokemon somehow became attached to him. He took the poor creature to his home and treated its wounds, as well as fed it. Josh knew instantly that if he hadn't helped the pokemon, there was noway it could survive. Five years ago, right in this same forest, Josh found the little guy, injured, starved and completely hopeless.just like him, when his parents died. Not a human friend, but a pokemon - a Quilava. However, Josh's life hadn't always been miserable. As the result of his harsh life, Josh had always been down to earth, a realist who never believe in things such as dreams or hope, and could get really bitter sometimes. He craved for those feelings everyday and everynight, even.now.
He wanted warmth and protection, the two things that he could only feel while being held in his parents' embrace. Thanks to his parents' wealth, Josh was able to live on without any financial worries, but he wanted more than just a bunch of money or a big, convenient but cold and empty house to live in. It was so sudden, so devastating for a ten year-old boy, and since then, Josh became an orphan. Ten years ago, his parents passed away in a tragic car accident when they'd been out for business, leaving their only beloved son behind. However, his happiness hadn't last for long. Josh lived a happy childhood without either sorrow or sadness. Josh's parents were both successful businessmans, thus his family was extremely wealthy. Magnificent creatures, but he didn't want to be either a trainer or a breeder. His dream.or Josh liked to call it his desire (because he thought that dreams were only for children, and.once they were dreams, they would never become truth), was to become a pokemon healer. He has a wonderful, if not perfect, physique: Standing at 6 fts 8 with curly blonde hair, well-toned body and especially his eyes, which were said by most people he'd met, had a deep blue color like the sea. His name was Josh, a 20 year-old youngster. But how did he end up getting lost in this forest? Well, to answer that question, let's take a look at his background. The young man was still trying to walk his way through the forest, but apparently, he wouldn't be able to make it before nightfall. It was getting dark, as the Sun started to disappear behind the horizon. Letting out a tiring sigh, the young man looked at the bag of berries he was carrying, "I just hope that these things worth my effort." He was wearing a rather thick grey jacket and even a scarf, but it was in the middle of winter, and the vigorous wind kept lashing and hitting his face, making him tremble. "Cold.", said a young man as he rubbed his hands against each other.