The gentle wind ruffled the cape like leaf...or was it more of a leaf like cape...of the strange creature that had poised itself at one of the overhangs of Coronet, though it could be told by the overgrowth of plant life and the lack of beings living in it, it was one very few people knew about. Red eyes were cast down below to see a Pichu giggling happily, looking back up at the overhang and he who stood on it. Close by was a Geodude, passed out with glowing leaves sticking out of it's rocky hide.

"Be careful next time nino" the figure called down, spanish acent thick, waving a floral hand. The small yellow thing looked at the Geodude, then up at the being, gave a laugh and a smile and scampered off. Once out of sight, the green skinned fellow gave a sort of pose and then looked back down, smiling at his handiwork.

"No one is a match for Rozorro's Magical Leaf!" he gloated slightly, then grasped the necklace that dangled round his neck. The metal used to be silver, but after so many years outdoors it had tarnished beyond regongnition, and it was obvious by the empty metal circle that hung from the chain that there once was a stone of some sort there, though perhaps it had fallen out due to wear and tear. Though it was nothing this Roserade couldn't handle.

Feeling accomplished, he walked back into the interior of the montain, feeling the need for a little hike, if anything to keep him in tip top condition. A hero had to be ready for anything after all.