Skyla leaned against the railing of the Mistralton Gym's high balcony, her eyes scanning the skies. The wind swept through her hair as she watched the Wingull below, gliding effortlessly on the breeze. She took a deep breath, enjoying the feeling of altitude.

"Alright, Braviary, let's take it slow today," she muttered to herself, just as her Braviary swooped down beside her.

As she patted its head, a young trainer approached the Gym with excitement in their eyes. Skyla stood up straight, giving a friendly wave.

"Hey there! You here for a battle?" she asked, grinning with a hint of mischief. "Let’s make this an air show, shall we?"