by Soruc » Sun May 15, 2011 9:10 am
Emma did not bother looking at the Pokemon in the distance. "Well, since we're a bit short on Potions, I suggest we go search for some. Grovyle, look around for anything that may be a potion. The Pokemart is way too far to get to." She said. Grovyle muttered a quiet "Grov" in reply, and began searching the area. There appeared to be a lack of trainers, for some reason, and more Pokemon. Grovyle jumped up a tree fairly easily- but he was literally made for it- of course it would be easy. His feet curled up on a branch to give him balance, right before he leaped to the nearest tree. There was nothing to be seen so far. Typical. Emma though as she observed Grovyle, he seemed to spot nothing so far.
Grovyle latched nicely on a semi-thin branch of one of the trees, continuing to scan the area. Still nothing. He was getting closer to the Pokemon, but he knew that it wouldn't make Emma happy if he stopped to socialize. Grovyle jumped across the tree, onto the end of the branch, almost falling off of it. A bad thing about being able to jump like Grovyle: It is quite hard to jump short distances, as Grovyle's legs were made for leaping a long distance. He walked off the branch, and let himself drop to the ground, about to scan the grass, pushing apart the grass with his warms and sniffing about. He could tell that the Pokemon were going to study him if they saw him, and the thought of what he would do if they did so made his mind drift away from his work. Quick to realize that he was still searching, he continued pushing apart the long grass and sniffing around for anything.
{Blegh... Post of garble and unnecessary carp.}
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