Trainers of legend

This is two things, a practice with watercolour (I'm a first timer!)
and a gift for a friend.
We have been working on a fan fiction for a while now.......

Writing - I like to write!

The two carvings sat in front of me, the fluid form of suicune and the craggy, quite grumpy one of my own legendary, Groudon. Jay was my friend, but we were so different. Jay like Suicune went with the wind. She was like a ghost flitting across water, rarely touching the land. If she found her waters tainted she'd purify them, before vanishing once more. I stayed put, I's fight with every breath in my body, sometimes without thought, but I'd never leave my roots. My anger could raise mountains, but my calm would bring forests.....I picked the two carvings up and began talking with them, using my own and a pretty bad impersonation of Jay. I was discussing the finer points of paras rearing to the suicune when my grandmother walked in.