Terry looked over at the pokeball, he and monte must be in the same mindset, but seeing that there pokemon were very different, a poison type that looked like a stomach, and a quick normal type, Terry seemed to be all power and monte seemed to fight smart. Terry realized the envy he had always had for Monte, he was smart, fighting with a pidgey he had to have great reflexes and to use his moves carefully, he and pancham always seemed to muscle through everything. Letting out a sigh he ran to Monte with a smile and laughing. 

"hey what'cha got there" he said realizing it hadn't been caught yet.