"It always feels like the place shifts every time we go through here, hmm...?" The Pokemon Ranger In-trainer murmured to her self-proclaimed side-kick, a Plusle by the name of Quincy. She had initially wandered into the icy maze out of sheer boredom, the motivation to train her Pokemon was quite non-existent that day. She tried, honestly, to at least get in an hour or two of training, but that merely ended in the girl telling her Plusle to pose while she sketched it in her sketchbook. No, not the least bit productive.
Her head tilted to the side as Quincy answered cheerfully in return, enjoying the fact that they were lost in the maze. "Y-yeah, I guess it's fun but...." A grumble resonating from her stomach sufficed to explain her predicament. "I'm hungry, you know?" Luella sighed, mouth watering for some nice, yolk-y eggs right that second. As ice cream, and for some odd reason sugar plums, danced in her head, she heard voices not too far away. Voices, voices, that could only mean one thing. People! A-and if she was lucky, food!
The brunette ran full-speed ahead, nearly skating on the ice towards them. "Excuse me, excuse me!" Her messy curls bobbed as she got ever closer, skidding to a stop before them. Yet, when she was finally face to face with them, she found herself utterly tongue-tied and her voice, once echoing against the icy walls, coming out in just above a whisper. "I-I'm sorry to bother you... I-I mean, I.... uhhh...." The girl stammered, unable to remember what she was going to say.