((You got your license as a Slime Trainer recently. In this world, people care for and battle with their slime girl, everyone after different colours of slime. Recently, you've heard of an ownerless orange slime in the flower fields.. her name is Pollie.))

You march on into the field, smelling the beautiful aroma. Eventually.. you spot her. She's spotted you already, hiding in a bush fearfully. She's whimpering.