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The bird call caught the trainer's attention for a moment and she turned that direction. It didn't sound quite right, like something she hadn't heard before. However, her attention was riveted to the beautiful Pidgeot ones again as it landed and began to preen.

"Oh! What an unusual and beautiful specimen!"

The girl then reached into her bag and pulled out a camera, snapping photos.

They were pretty close to the route now, but still hidden from view by trees and bushes. Straining his ears for any small sound which might indicated that a trainer was nearby, Frost came to a halt. Humm. What to do now? After a few moments of busy thought, the blond nodded to himself and then turned his attention onto Skiron. As the glaceon watched him expectantly, Frost held up three fingers, and the ice type nodded understanding.


While his trainer remained where he was, Skiron moved closer to the route, feigning a limp. With his bright white fur so obviously out of place in the jungle, it probably wouldn't be too long before some trainer or other noticed the 'poor hurt and lost little glaceon'. Stepping out onto the path properly Skiron made a pathetic little noise, and continued to wander around dazedly.


Well-hidden behind a thick bush, Frost watched his pokemon partner depart with the focused intensity of a predator wating for its packmate to spring a trap. It was an old, cliched trick of course, but the reason it had become old and cliched was because it worked. Standing stock still he waited for Skiron's signal, either that he had found a mark, or that there was nobody nearby and that they needed to move further along the route.

"Pidgeooo!" Odette cried in a tone filled with as much dismay as she could possibly fake, continuing the sand attack.

Zeus grumbled, disliking the sand but he didn't need to see to be able to tell where his targets were. Hearing the heavy thud the trainer made as she fell, he 'accidentally' bumped into her side again before hopping onto her stomach. As he reached towards her belt he gave as loud and menacing a growl that he could possibly muster, attempting to drown out the light click that was sure to sound when he tried to pull several pokeballs from her belt.

Hmm...

With another growl, he gave her another light shock, just in case.

Dazed and unhappy, the trainer groaned slightly and then made an displeased sound when the Pikachu got on her stomach.

"ACK! GET IT OFF!" she shrieked! Although her muscles were stiff from the thunderwave and her struggles were somewhat limited. Still, it didn't make it completely easy to get her pokeballs off, despite her limited movement and sight.

"OUCH!" She shrieked as she was shocked again. The pokeballs on her belt coming free.


It didn't take long for the youngster to notice the Glaceon hobbling into his path. The boy paused and blinked before rushing over to the Pokemon's side.

"Hey little guy are you okay? What happened?" He asked as he bent down to look the Eeveelution over. Surely this wasn't a wild Pokemon though.

"Where's your trainer he asked," taking a moment to look around.



Further down the route there was the sound of a loud engine and it was drawing closer. A man on a motorcycle was drawing near.

One knee pressed into the dirt, with hazel eyes locked, motionless as the small strip of path she could see through the heavy brush she had settled herself behind.
The Grunt had one hand settled on the white mane of her Absol, who sat at her left, head bowed below his shoulder as his own hard fixed stare locked onto the sliver of path.
At her other side, her Umbreon sat, red eyes narrowed, and slowly moving as he silently glanced around the Forest, ears perking and, or fanning back in concentration.

Faleen was in no rush, content to sit and wait for her opportunity; even so, she was starting to wonder how many people would wander down this path.
It wasn’t long after that, then she heard a soft
“Shup shup” from over her head, glancing to the side to see her dark colored Shuppet floating over to her, wavering from side to side before turning to look back the way he had come, a clear indication that he had spotted someone coming up the road.

Eyes widening, she felt her head best start to pick up a little more, leaning forward into her knee to get a glance down the road.
She couldn’t see anything yet, but she did hear something… engine, yes it was an engine, but not from a car, from a motorcycle, a type of large cruiser from what she could gather. Meaning she was going to be crossing paths with a biker.
“Hmm”
This didn’t detour her, she had but a few moments to figure out her next move, and she wasn’t going to waist it.
Turning her attention to the area around her instead, she narrowed her eyes softly, before pushing herself to her feet, pointing to a tree that was closest to the edge of the path.
“Absol, Umbreon, knock that tree own over the road” she ordered them, pointing to the tree she meant for them to attack.

Without hesitation the two dark types darted forward, throwing any of the slashing moves they knew at the Tree. Absol being the most efficient with his Night Slash and Ariel ace onto the trunk, then again Absol’s attacks always had been naturally more powerful then Umbreon’s.

Faleen watched as the tree, creaked, falling with a crash that unsettled the dirt below with a finally hit from Umbreon.
“Come” She then told her pokemon, with a pleased grin after surveying the road completely blocked off.

Umbreon and Absol at her heels as she hurried to crouch down into the set of bushes on the side the biker would probably slow down, or stop.
Shuppet once again twirling from visible sight.
Here Faleen waited.

The belt came off with a final tug of the Pikachu's mouth. But naturally the trainer noticed the lack of weight on her waist once they were gone.

"HEY! My Pokemon!" she wailed, groping around trying to grab her belt or the Pikachu or something. Trying to get her belt back. However, the paralysis made that difficult, and she was semi blinded by all the sand in the air.



When the Glaceon backed up, the boy frowned.

"I'm just trying to help, little guy." The boy told the limping Pokemon. However, something didn't seem right. Either the Pokemon was scared or him or something else.

"I need to get you to a Pokemon Center." Since the Pokemon was hurt, it obviously would be weakened. Thus the boy did throw something at the Glaceon... a Pokeball.



With the tree falling into his path, the biker had little choice but to come skidding to a stop.

"'ey what gives?" The burly man getting off his bike and shutting off the motor to survey the fallen log that was in the middle of the road.



On another part of the route, a man with a walking stick was coming down from the hills to walk the main path.

Finally! Zeus swiftly jumped up onto all fours, dodged the girl's groping hands and he grabbed the middle of the belt in his mouth, then bolted as fast as his little legs could carry him over to Claire, who was ready to intercept him. She gave him a silent thumbs up before she grabbed the belt from him, holding her prize tightly before giving another command to Odette through the use of another bird call, this one sounding more like the trill of some sort of owl. Zeus took the opportunity to jump onto Claire's arm and climb up onto her shoulder. He'd done all the work, there was no way he was walking back. With that, she quickly and quietly hurried back towards the group of jeeps.

Once she was a good several yards away from Odette and their victim, she paused, making sure she was definitely out of sight from the cloud of dust, before she made another bird call to Odette, a different one than before.

Odette perked up upon hearing the next fake call and, with a few extra hard flaps of her wings to shoot more sand at the girl on the ground, the golden Pidgeot swooped out over the trees towards where the call came from as Claire grabbed Odette's pokeball out from her bag. With one fluid motion, the grunt pressed the middle button twice and aimed it at the bird as she flew closer, pulling her inside with a flash of red light. She minimized it and stuffed it back into her bag before running quietly, just in case, in a zigzagging pattern towards the jeeps. There was no way she'd let some bumbling girl follow her back to their current post.

After a few moments of running she paused again and turned, making sure they weren't being followed, before she took a good look at the belt in her hands. She hadn't looked at it when Zeus brought it to her except to make sure there were pokeballs on it, so now she wanted to see just how many there were, and how many of them actually contained a pokemon. Hmm...