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"Easy, boy, easy," the woman crooned, calming him down when the Teddiursa appeared. It was cute, but she knew that it would evolve eventually, and it just wasn't the pokemon for a pirate. Surely one of the trainers would catch it, or shoo it off back into the wilderness.

Once she got him calm, she glanced back around the group. She noticed a woman on an arcanine, one who wasn't already talking to anyone. She didn't like interrupting conversations, so this might just work out.

She led the Duduo over to where the woman was, keeping an eye on the Teddiursa. He seemed to be fairly calm at the moment, but you never knew. "Ahoy, there!" she said, grinning at Cadence. "You've got a very lovely Arcanine." It was a very nice one, even if he wasn't as unusual as some of the pokemon running around the group. It'd be pretty usefully too, if it suddenly got cold, or if they couldn't get a fire to light.

(( If I missed anyone, feel free to throw a brick at me. I don't think I have, though. ))



SUCCESS! You have caught Teddiursa!

Jack pulled out her jerky as the group was sloing, looking around before speaking to anyone close.

"Oi. We should stop for camp." She grumbled, firmly. "Sleep, sit, eat. If we do soup, maybe stretch food a bit." Jack slid off the exhausted Doduo, the bird yawning as it slowed itself, unused to freedom.

"'Sides, Pokemon need the rest."

Marlo's mouth gaped as he yawned, coiling back to the gums revealing his stubby canines. He blinked back bleary eyes, rubbing one with the cleft of his paw and using the other to, once again, tug insistently at Osmond's pants leg. The officer paid attention this, considering night was falling, and knew very well his companion had a rather early bed time. Bending at the waist, he scooped his rotund friend up, and cradled him like a babe over his shoulder as he marched along with the many members of the mountain trip.

"Hey, its getting kind of late," he mentioned aloud to no one in particular. "I agree. Perhaps we should set up camp or something? I mean, we could keep going and everything, but isn't it kinda dangerous to be trekking across a mountain at night? Just my two pense, man." Osmond added with a half-shoulder shrug as Marlo snuggled his nose into the warmth of the canyon between the officer's jowl and neck.

Shaun had hardly noticed the sky growing darker, but when some people started mentioning camp, he finally realized how late it was getting. "Oh, yes. Camping for the night would be good," he commented. "I could look for a good camping spot, I'm used to it. And Salvo can help me look for a long way around if he flies up a bit." He patted the Tropius's neck.

Salvo was certainly used to traveling all day, and could go on for a while yet. But he could do with a rest and a proper meal, especially if water could be found. Still, he was happy to help, and started looking around right then, as if he could spot a good campsite from amidst the group of travelers.

Mortimer, fuming and enraged, followed the group at a slow pace. The nerve that Doyle had! Getting his sweet and innocent grand daughter pregnant. But, the most unnerving part about what he said, was the fact that he left her . When she was in a time of need. How dare he. And his cold and hungry state only added more fuel to the fire.

Screeching in rage, he raced towards Doyle as fast as his weak legs could go, wrinkled fists outstretched and raised. He'd show him. He'd avenge Barbie's state. He'd teach him a lesson!

Herbert, thinking it was only a game, barked and leaped towards Doyle, getting to him first.

Looking around the darkening landscape, Shaun added, "Does anyone have a Hoothoot or another pokemon with good night sight? They'd make it easier to find a good camping spot. Even if I look from the air, dips in the land and the craggy mountainside will cast long shadows that can make it hard to see clearly."

While he was at it, he pulled out a larger camera than the small digital one he'd been using all day. He didn't have anything with true night vision settings, but this one had an infrared lens and other tricks that would make things in dim light clearer. Looking through its vewfinder would making searcing a bit more limited, but it might let him see things he'd miss otherwise.

"I ain't got anything but this Doduo and some Duskull that keeps tailing." Jack grunted. "But I can scout. 'm' used to rock climbing. Wouldn't be hard. Plus got this."

A flashlight was pulled out, and the 6 foot behemoth flicked it on idly like a toy.