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"You're welcome. Just thought I'd offer some of my extra berries. It looks like your Lugia is quite hungry." Doyle said catching it steal the energy bar, "I'm Doyle. I would introduce you to my pokemon but Auroz seems to have run off." His stuff was nearby and he went to go get it. He still need to find a spot to sleep among all of the other trainers out in the field. He decided near the girl with the Lugia was as good as spot as any as he didn't see where Arwen went.

Auron was slightly happy and embarrassed by the lick Parth gave him. However he didn't show it at all. He didn't take any of the offered food from Cael until he saw Parth eat her fill. Only then did he eat a little bit of the granola bits.

When Parth suggested the game he was hesitant but he quickly followed. He chased her and even passed his trainer. He also ran into a tent but stopped just inside as he saw Parth had tripped over someone.

Koorie looked up at Fifi, surprised at the girl's approach and concern. "Oh... it's just my shoulder; I got careless is all." She gave a wry, humorless smirk as she took the bag of trail mix. "Thank you. I had a bag, but it seems to have gone missing."

Koorie shook her head. "It's fine, really. Chances are my vulpix made off with it." She nodded her head back towards the group. "You probably should head back and see who else needs some food." Really, she just wanted to be left alone while her shoulder throbbed to the point of bringing tears to the edged of her eyes.

Doyle had just gotten his stuff and was beginning to move it closer to where Lizzie was (he found a relatively flat spot near where he had been standing by her) when he was bumped into. He looked at the tired blonde who had been really bubbly earlier on in the day. He had seen her multiple times and also knew her from their 'work'.

"It's okay. Not like you did any real damage." He said moving to his sleeping spot. He set his stuff down and looked back at her. "You may want to get some sleep if you're that tired."

Despite his worry, Arwen couldn't help but smile at the Duskull's antics. The smile only grew wider when it offered to help.

"She is now. Thank you so much," he said, his voice warm as he watched Parthenius stir and slowly accept the food.

Parth repeated the thanks with a few sloppy kisses to the Duskull, and then the trainer it stood beside. Wriggling around with growing strength, she leapt to the floor, cuddled Sunny's ankles, and then darted off.

Arwen tensed and made an effort to grab her, but she slipped past. He watched her for a moment, worried, but it appeared as if the others had taken care of the Houndour and she running towards a familiar speck in the distance.

"I think she's going to tell her friends she's okay," he said, relieved. He rubbed his hand to the back of his hand nervously after the scene, embarrassed to have shown how much training she still had to go through to not run off on him. Thankfully, before he could dwell on it too much, he caught sight of his own friend, Doyle, and his companion Fifi by the large campfire in the field. It looked as if food and potions were being shared around and he smiled at the scene.

"Why don't we join them?" he suggested. "I'm Arwen, by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hello Fifi I am Sunny, I hope that you are having a good time." said Sunny as she greeted the other trainer with a smile. "and this is my buddy duskull who has a bad habbit of hiding things." she said as she took the bag away from the ghost pokemon.

With a groan, Walpurgis pushed himself up. Pain clouded his vision, and he looked to his legs. The burns weren't life-threatening, but they needed to be dealt with sooner rather than later. He pulled himself to a nearby bush, rummaging through it on his side.

He heard the sound of people talking from a distance. So the houndour had been dealt with, then. He continued to search through the bushes for - there. He pulled a branch off, dragging it closer to him. He pushed himself up again, wincing as pain shot through his lower body from the action.

He crushed the leaves in his hands with practiced precision, forming a gooey salve. Grabbing his shirt, Walpurgis ripped off a strip of it, placing it in his mouth. He bit down to keep himself from making noise as he applied the salve to the burns. Red clouded his vision as the pain crashed over him like a tsunami, but he kept rubbing it in. After what felt like an eternity, he pulled the cloth from his mouth, wrapping it tight around the burn. He laid back down as he waited for the salve to take effect.