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Nyght was covered in dirt by the time the Skitty had settled down. She was crouching behind one of the larger bushes in the wooded area, journal in hand, trying to write down every movement the Skitty made. This wasn't the easiest of tasks since Nyght was also trying not to make any sounds so as not to alter the (wrongly assumed) wild pokemon's behavior. Her knees were already getting terribly sore from her abuse of them, so very carefully and quietly, Nyght lowered herself further to the ground and laid on her stomach, her elbows supporting her upper body so that she could style write. This unfortunately exposed her legs to the path behind her, and proved rather hazardous for anything walking down that path, but Nyght was a bit too engrossed in her observations to notice or probably care if she did notice. She was pulled out of her attention to comfortable situating herself when she heard another rustle in the woods, perhaps another pokemon! Nyght kept glancing back to the Skitty to see if it responded to the noise as well, but she also was scanning the surrounding brush to see if she could spot what else was making the noise.

"What the-" Nyght whispered to herself as she heard the yelling, though it wouldn't matter if she was whispering now, since the Skitty had obviously been disturbed by this unhelpful girl.... Nyght started to raise herself up to look around when something soft, furry and with claws was suddenly in her lap. Starting back, obviously surprised, Nyght fell backwards out of the brush with the Skitty she had been watching on her stomach. The claws left sore spots on her torso, but nothing Nyght couldn't deal with. The worst part was when the Skitty ran off again, at the other girl and apparently hid behind her. "Your Skitty!?" Nyght couldn't help but be surprised, since it had been obviously alone in the woods and she had been following it for a while now.

The poor thing seemed quite frightened, which Nyght could understand with the stress he had just been through, but that didn't relieve her anger with the girl, "I wasn't doing anything but watching it. I thought he was wild since he was all alone in the woods. I guess he got scared when you were yelling and ran towards you, but I had been laying down in the bush and he didn't see me...." It seemed like a straightforward answer that should explain everything, but then again, Nyght never was good at diffusing stressful situations, something about not really interacting with all that many stressed out humans, just pokemon. As an after thought she asked, "Is he all right?"

Mae scowled softly, flashing a glare towards Nyght as she crouched down, softly speaking to her Skitty in quiet words that Nyght wouldn't have been able to hear. Anakin slowly stopped shivering, obliging when Mae held out her arms and jumping into them, snuggling down as she straightened up again with the Normal-type in her arms.

"Yes, my Skitty!" she snapped somewhat rudely, knowing full well in her mind that when he was alone, there was no way to distinguish him between a wild Pokemon and one owned by a trainer. And Nyght's explanation didn't calm Mae down in the slightest, just seeming to make her angrier. There was that problem she had, of course, of selective hearing - only hearing what she wanted to hear.

"He was probably scared because you were spying on him when he was lost! What are you, a stalker or something!?"

Anakin, just to help the situation, whined softly, burying his small nose further into Mae's arm, paler pink tips of his ears poking out, almost looking comical. At the question raised by Nyght, Mae flashed her another glare.

"He's fine - no thanks to you."

Meeka loomed over as she was able to get up and push her Stantler off of her. She stumbled a few times due to the weight of the deer Pokemon but was able to push him off. Sighing, she heard rustling coming from the bushes. Excited, she smiled. "Hey Ebba, maybe this is a super-duper-ultra rare Pokemon that is showing itself to me because it wants to be my friend!" Meeka's eyes lit up with glee. "Maybe I can breed it! And before one of the best Breeder's in the world!" Smiling, she crept toward the bushes. But as she felt for Ebba, he wasn't under his grasp.

The scaredy Meowth Ebba watched from behind, shaking his head when Meeka scowled at him and beckoned him over. She spouted some words at him until finally grabbing him by the scarf and forcing him over. He whined, as he called out "Stttttaaaaannnnnn!"

Cupping her hand around Ebba's mouth like a muzzle, she shushed him. "Be quiet..." she whispered and moved along to the bushes. "We have to see this super-duper ultra rare Pokemon!" As she looked up, she bounced out of the bushes and screamed, "GOTCHA!" But when Meeka came to realize it, it was only two other trainers in the bushes, not a rare Pokemon. "Drat!" she said snapped her fingers while lying on the floor. She really didn't take into account how much of an idiot she looked like in front of the other trainers.

Meeka noticed she was in the pretense of three trainers, not two. She flushed red, waving herself off. She really was a clumsy one at that. Sighing, she turned toward the other who had made the attempt to pat her Stantler. She nodded toward her question. "Yep, this Stantler is my buddy. Right Ebba?" she asked.

But Ebba wasn't paying attention to his trainer. More of fact, he was paying attention to the others that were in the sight in front of him. He shook his head as Nyght attempted to pat him on his head. He ceased and stood still. He wondered if all of them would give him the attention he seeked.