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166/100 EXP
CLAUDANDAS LEVELLED UP!

Lvl 2 ------------> Lvl 3
CLAUDANDAS LEARNED GROWL!

Pokemon: Purrloin [m]
Name & Level: Claudandas, Lvl 3
[Temperament] Adamant
Stats: hp: 16 Pp: 17 Att: 8 Def: 8 Spd: 9 Sp Att: 7 Sp def: 8
Moves: Scratch, Pay Day
Exp: 66/200


::And there, lo and behold, it worked, the cat could feel strength coursing through itself, but the Tympole was falling, sinking even... even if it was a water type, Claudandas knew the fate that would await it in the icy depths...::

::And he damned himself the girl was rubbing off on him... he didn't know hwo to brace himself, but he tried as he dived in after the Tympole!::

Claudandas!

::The Purrloin's eyes being stung by the ice cold water, his fur flattening in an instant... but he was quick enough he wouldn't let the thing go further than a few feet, before finally, he sank his fangs into its soft tail, whipping round as he tried to push for the surface::

::His legs kicked, but found no purchase, he found himself weightless, without anything to push on properly, his limbs flailing near enough, the eyes wide as he realised just how helpless he was here, trying to drag the Tympole back, but its weight instead pulling him down!::

::Would his last act of kindness be his very last? He thought about letting the Tympole go for a moment, letting go himself, when something metal fell into the water a rounded hook shape without the cruel edge...::

::And he pushed his head up, round into the crook, before like a shepherd pulling his mareep to safety, the cat was hauled, Tympole and all out of the water!::

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I don't know what you were thinking, Claudandas... ::Jasmine spoke softly, the cat wrapped in the poncho now alongside Lindbergh and the Tympole, keeping all of them warm, she examined the Tympole, as well as looked at her former crutch, the metal bars stripped together with material to form her impromptu grappling device, she'd considered using it for any climbing... but it certainly proved handy here::

...But thank you, anyway. ::She lay her hand softly on his and rubbed those ears gently again as her poncho soaked away the water from him, the warmth between them there would hopefully rouse the Tympole soon, but Lindbergh... who knew how long that would take?::

::Here they were on this small rock on the middle of the lake... as she would wait to see their next move...::

It was a good save, but a noisy some as something would flit above the them in the mist. A dark shadow would cover the group as something actually leap upon their area seemingly from above as the Vullaby would land in the midst of their group. Her back side stung from the fall as she looks upwards for a moment before realizing she wasn't alone on the rock and quickly turning around.

Claudandas would remember his fight with such a bird, and it seemed that in the center of the island such a pokemon could once again be found. The Vullaby crooning lightly at her as she shakes a tail feather and turns around defensive towards Claudandas and then ......her eyes would lock on the tadpole.

If one's face could read lunch then that was written quite clearly across hers.

Vullaby (F)
lvl:4/Jolly
Hp: 20 pp: 18 Att: 10 Def: 12 Spd: 12 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 11
Moves: Gust, Leer, Steel Wing
Capture roll: 20

Finding herself unperturbed, the girl took her time as she moved, searching for some sort of tree, though she would have preferred a whole forest at this point. Once she got the amber... She could leave. Rita only hoped that was before she lost any pokemon.

[5/10]

Though in this topsy turvy cavern she would see things that don't belong. The nose of an airplane, columns that seemed to be out of rome, and light fixtures that seemed to be out of bathrooms on the ceiling of the cavern. This was a place where time didn't just get lost, but where time itself seemed to have made quite a few wrong turns or two ....as she would find this time her pathway blocked. Where she had managed to capture a Nidoran female before, what blocked her path was now male as he drew his horn near the ground and paw the earth in a form of a challenge.

He wouldn't let any whom didn't belong in this cavern pass this way.

[My bad...]

~Why are you asking such a question?~

He asked the female. It wasn't like he didn't recognize the scent still on her of this cavern which meant that she wasn't an foreigner. Though he was confused, she also had the scent of human on her as well.

~Haven't you heard about the killer human. The one that we are trying to trap in the tunnels up ahead?~

He asks quite seriously.

~Though being a native it will be alright if you pass, but it will be at your own risk.~

Then his eyes went towards the human.

~But, she can't pass, no one will help that human.~

(18 - 15 +10 - 8 = 5dmg)


The attack would hit then the crutch or what thrown into her path would be sent skidding away towards the water. The Steel wing would cut through it all ...as it caught the cat across the shoulder as she made it a point to twist her shoulder so that instead of ending in the water the purrloin would find the ground instead. A smirk was on her beak ...this would be too easy as she flapped her short wings to gain a bit of distances between them. Her eyes were narrowed as she set herself upon the path. She was ready for whatever attack he could come up as she watches the human for a bit as well.

She hadn't missed what she had done. A bid to help her pokemon survive, but it also showed the pokemon's weakness. She would make it a point to take complete and utter advantage of such a fact.

She would stand on the defensive.