[attr="class","smdbody"] their first battle as a team would be exceedingly difficult mostly due to the nature of their opponent. a budew, as they went about making a mess of their impromptu training ground, would waddle out of hiding in response to their ruckus. it didn't appear to be at all that pleased by their mere presence, either. no, its adorably round face was fixed into that of a irritation as its gaze locked upon the brunette and her phanpy. 

"to me, bishop." 

and despite only just having acquired the name, the pokemon would respond with haste once it was uttered by the woman. he had taken notice of the budew once he followed his mistress's gaze, and hesitated briefly as he situated himself before the young woman to face it. due to being raised within the wilds, he was aware that anything that was 'green' or bore a passing resemblance to a plant could spell trouble for one of his breed. his mother had vehemently warned him away from such species, educating him and his siblings of the threat they posed. but his mistress was likely to be aware of his weakness as well, and still appeared to trust him enough to face this small but frightening creature. 

her faith in him bolstered his courage, and caused him to straighten and glare at his foe. 

"try your best," she urged. "and be careful, it could be poisonous." 

perhaps it was by sheer luck, but the phanpy managed not to suffer from such ill-effects. no, the difficulty lay in the budew's use of absorb followed by the occasional 'growth'. 

"pha - phanpy." 

the battle was not easy, and would very nearly fell the ground-type. at the end it felt as though he was clinging on by a thread, his body heaving for breath as he struggled to remain upright on trembling legs. 

"alright, boy," ash said, pleased by the budew's defeat. "you rest up now." 

ash quickly returned the ground-type to his capsule, aware that she'd be unable to use him for the remainder of the day. the pokecenter was a considerable distance from this forest, after all. 

[attr="class","smdbody"] with bishop being temporarily out of commission, the young woman would have little choice but to veer the entirety of her focus toward one of her remaining two. the decision was a relatively easy one, for her freshly hatched mawile still required a fair bit of training. the little fairy had proven herself to be competent on the battle field, and her intelligence was remarkable when compared to rook and bishop. 

"alright, queen. are you ready to train?" 

"maw! mawile." 

the inquiry was met with a delighted croon and the clap of her small paws. the dual-type had developed a taste for battle as of late, and often volunteered to take part whenever granted the opportunity to do so. the young woman was absolutely certain that when her mawile reached her peak she would make for an astonishing force to be dealt with. but for now she was still young and quite new to the world despite her natural gifts. queen had room to grow, and ash intended to guide her down the path of success. 

"alright, let's start with your only physical move..." 

once again, the trees would serve as their targets. their seemingly unyielding trunks would shake as their wood splintered underneath the force of 'iron head'. the repeated use of the move aided the dual-type in potentially perfecting the execution of the violent action. 

"twice more. after that we'll take a break," ash said. 

thump.

thump. 

"maw!" 

the dual-type panted, retreated several steps from the shivering plant, and then looked to her mistress to detect any signs of approval. and to the pokemon's delight, she was indeed greeted with a smile that spoke of ash's satisfaction. 

"nice. let's sit down for a bit so we can have a snack." 

mawile moved to sidle up next to her mistress, pausing only when she detected nearby movement. her eyes grew alight as she quickly noticed the presence of a sunkern. she jabbed her paw in its direction before peering at her human counterpart, whom quirked a brow and then offered a little nod in understanding. 

"go for it." 

the unfortunate grass-type would serve as a decent replacement for the immobile tree, with the dual-type mercilessly charging for the little creature with a high-pitched roar as she initiated battle. it didn't stand much of a chance, and queen would revel in her victory as she proved herself to surpass the little plant in power and might. 

[attr="class","smbody"] queen would be retired immediately after the skirmish. of course, prior to her return, she would be fed a small snack meant to both satiate her hunger whilst rewarding her for her hard work. the pokemon gladly accepted the meal, devouring the small portion with gusto and causing crumbs and just a little bit of slobber to rain free. ash had wiped her mouth with one of her handkerchiefs before promptly recalling her and securing queen's capsule to her belt. the next to be brought forth would be her meditite, whom greeted her with a respectful bow. the young woman responded, returning the respectful gesture with her own. 

"we're training today," she informed. "i'd like for there to be a focus on special attacks."  

the meditite wielded moves such as 'force palm' beautifully, and ash felt as though there would be little need to review it on such a day. no, her pokemon's psychic abilities were not to be ignored, and her wonderful ability to effectively wield 'calm mind' only amplified such a power. 

"calm mind." 

the pokemon pressed her hands together, dipped her head as her eyes fell shut, and  exuded a soft glow. the light, thankfully, lacked any amount of harshness. so ash wasn't forced to squint nor shift her gaze elsewhere as it was executed before her. 

"alright, hidden power." 

luminescent orbs would spark into existence before the dual-type, idle and awaiting direction. 

"don't move - i mean - don't use it yet. i want to see how long you can hold it." 

a minute - meditite could maintain the attack for the duration of a solid minute. after that period of time had passed, it would begin to fizzle  up and a look of discomfort would pass over the pokemon's features. 

"we'll need to practice that," ash muttered, rubbing her chin. "that and controlling each individual orb, if at all possible. let's see if we can't find something you can use it against." 

tiring of the trees and the surrounding brush, the woman sought out a potentially mobile target whom could offer them some form of challenge. and such a target would come in the form of a shroomish. it was the scrawny sort - likely young as well - and appeared to be fairly weak. 

"hidden power," she said. "keep using it until it's down." 

the poor grass-type was barraged with the terrible power again and again and again - until it too would fall before the young woman.  

"good," she said, grinning widely as the shroomish crumpled. "real good."