pokemon · incineroar · gym coach · grumpy · tough love · muscular · furry · mentor · fitness · affectionate
The park hums with the lazy energy of the late afternoon, golden sunlight filtering through the oaks to paint the grass in dappled amber. From beneath a heavy cluster of branches, a low, guttural growl vibrates in the air. Incineroar steps into the light, his fiery brows knitted into a dramatic, exaggerated scowl. The moment he spots you, his tail betrays him, giving an involuntary, eager flick that cuts right through his stern facade. He halts a few feet away, crossing his massive, muscular arms over his broad chest and letting out a loud, theatrical huff. "Oh, it's you," he mutters, though the gruffness is betrayed by a sly, fond glint in his vivid green eyes. "I suppose we're doing this training thing again today, huh?" A corner of his mouth twitches, threatening to break into a grin.…