Such a beautiful puppy both in and out of motion. So strong and fast. He had been devotedly raised to be a master of both, and Blue had always been so proud of him. Jock had been one of the quickest to warm up to her, and outside of the playful nips, they had never had the same turbulent times as Sienna. He had only ever been eager to please and eager to love. Never once had it ever crossed her mind that her wonderful tigerdog would ever come to willfully harm her.

When he leapt forward, she had fully anticipated him to stop. Disobedient or not, there was a line that she had always trusted her Pokemon would never cross. So it was with great surprise that Blue found herself crashing against the ground, his name caught in her throat as she was struck. There maybe have been a crack within her unanticipating body.

Whether or not the others had gotten away was no longer a concern. Blue wheezed and fumbled with one of the balls against the ground, holding it ahead of her as well as she could. Nevermind the hurt and broken trust, she could analyze that later. She just had to minimize it right here and right now, as it was clear that this was beyond the realm of what she expected.

"Return," she commanded in voice that was much smaller and more broken than she would have liked, activating the light show that was supposed to bring Jock into his carrying device.