"Nnnnnnnn," he says contently.

Bella's back about twenty minutes later and hands Walta a Pokéball. "Got you a Ponyta!"

"Ooh, let's see! Do I need anything special to make the ball mine?"

"...it's usually pretty automatic? Do you like... feel anything? People have different numbers of 'mon they can handle, I can do six and that's as many as anybody can do..." Zag trots up to her and she scritches him. "Most people can do two or three."

She holds it and thinks for a minute. "...Yeah, there's something. A pressure, a link?"

"Then you should be all set. But just because he's yours doesn't mean he's trained, so you shouldn't try petting the fire parts and it is possible that if he is bad-tempered he will bite or something. Not enough to seriously injure you, just enough to be annoying."

"I see. I'll be watching trainers and reading about it, but any advice from a good one while you're still helping me? Mind if I buy a few treats off of you and meet him here and now? Or is he hurt from the catching? I want to do this right."

"He's a little banged up, we probably wanna fly you back to a Pokécenter and heal him before you let him out. I will happily give you some treats and walk you through introducing yourself to him."

"Alright! Just remember if you ever need a machine fixed or in a year a computer even, I'll be glad to."

"I appreciate that!"

"So back on Rachis? I'm probably gonna name him Feume, is that a weird name?"

"Yeah, but people name their 'mon all kinds of weird things. Why Feume?"

"German words for fire and flower squished together and shortened. I think it's pretty, hope fireflower doesn't mind."

"I don't think she'll mind."

"Feume it is."

And they fly back to civilization and Bella finds them a Pokécenter and shows Walta how to present her new 'mon for healing.

Which she does without comment.

And now they can go off somewhere and Feume can come out and meet his new trainer!

She tosses the ball and says, "Hello, Feume," Once the red light fades.

Feume sneezes and looks around. "Ponnn." He glances at Bella and Rachis, then trots up to Walta and tilts his head. "Ta."

Bella gets out a packet of treats and offers them to Walta. "One for free to get him in a good mood and after that he has to work for 'em."

He's staring at the treats, yes, and croons when Walta feeds him the first one.

"Let's see what you can do, Feume." She's looked up likely natural moves. "Growl?"

Feume waits a moment to make it look like his idea, then issues a growl as requested. Walta says, "Good, good." And gives him about half of a second treat.

"Once he's a little more used to taking commands we can set him up to spar a bit with one of mine. Mine are all way stronger but they can go easy."

"Does sparring sound fun, Feume?" 

"Ta!" He stamps his hooves a bit.

"Sounds like a yes to me. Feume, use ember."