Chasing the Sun

"Yeah! Woooo~!"
Ignition blitzed past a few shops, fiery tail and mane sparking with adrenaline. In a fierce blaze, she spun past a few small trees, nearly lighting them ablaze. Neighing loudly, she sped down the streets, nearly ramming into a few pedestrians. Ignition was too energetic to contain herself sometimes. This was a less harmful way of letting it out, she found.
The young Ponyta dodged trees and pokemon left and right. This was a blast, almost literally!

Isabella was just walking through town, focused on the shops throughout it. It was good business sense to check out competition, see what sold the best in their stores, and then find a way to get the customer their preferred product in an easy and more cost effective way. In short, outdoing all other shops. Isabella heard a little bit of a commotion nearby and only had time to register the fact that a Ponyta was coming RIGHT AT HER. "WHUT IN TARNATION?!" Isabella braced for impact by rolling into a ball.

Ignition's eyes widened and she buckled her back legs a bit, attempting to skid to a stop after noticing Isabella right in front of her. It was too late, and though the Ponyta had managed to slow down quite a bit, she still went slamming into the poor Darumaka and sending both pokemon backward. Ignition tumbled back several feet, sliding to a stop on her hooves. With a groan, the Ponyta clambered to her hooves and looked around, a bit dazed. "Sorry bout' thattt..." She muttered, tipping her head downward slightly and gazing down at the sidewalk.

Though knocked back, Darumata had a curious ability. When rolled up, they could never be knocked onto the ground and always ended right back up. Didn't stop pain though. "Owwwwwwwww..." Isabella stretched her limbs out and stood on her feet. Her eyes had an angry look in them. "Whut in tarnation is yo', blind?! Fry mah hide! Yo' c'd haf hurt someone... like me! Whut in tarnation is yer rush ennyway?"

A bit stunned by the sudden anger in the Darumata, Ignition wore a bit of a taken aback expression. "Well, ummm, just having fun I guess?" The Ponyta stuttered, flashing a bit of a nervous smile. Clopping the dirt off her hooves and legs, she sat upright. A spark of mischeif blitzed in her eyes. "You gotta admit though, I was pretty awesome! Did you see how fast I was going?!" Ignition's firey mane flared proudly.

The Darumata rolled her eyes. "Yo' ain't a Ninjask, thet is fo' sho'nuff. But ennyway, yo' better hope none of mah thin's got damaged, cuss it all t' tarnation. Its hard inough t'find th' stuff, but its impostible t'sell it fo' a profit wif damage on th' item, dawgone it." Isabella searched through her belongings, making sure everything was alright.

With a snort and narrowed eyes, the Ponyta stamped her hoof on the ground. "I'd like to see you match that speed!" Ignition took great pride in her speed and strength, sometimes way too much pride. She was a bit arrogant to say the least. At least she didn't call me slow. The Ponyta thought with a tip of her head. Maybe I should apologize again... Was she thinking about someone other than herself? "Ma'am. I'm.. um... sorry if any of your goods were hurt. I'll pay you back if they were." The words were a bit painful, but after she had said it she felt a bit better. Maybe she had been rude...

Luckily all of Isabella's things were undamaged and none the worse for wear after that collision. Isabellashouldered the bag before speaking again. "Nothin' is busted... this hyar time! Honestly, instead of wastin' all thet inergy into lookin' like a fool, yo' sh'd git a job. Well bust mah britches an' call me streaker. ah's out hyar tryin' t'sell items ah find in mahstery dungeons. Eff'n ah had ha'f yer inergy, I'd haf mo'e stock than I'd knows whut t'do wif."