[center][b][u]Seth & Belle
Ayero – Ladyl Woods[/u][/b][/center]

Seth inched away from the stranger he hadn't heard approaching from behind, distracted as he was by his pidgeot's rush towards the woman and her... vaporeon. With his back to the copse of trees, he nodded to the girl and then at her companion. He could understand a Pokemon's distrust for new people arriving out of the blue, uninvited.

He could not, however, understand a man who seemed willing to travel into a forest without his own Pokemon, and therefore gave 'Sebastian' a wary glance and a wide berth. With a sharp whistle from her master, Belle shook Aleida's fingers from her feathers and tilted her head downwards in apology to the vaporeon before returning to Seth's side, clearly unrepentant – her eyes twinkled knowingly.. 

“Seth,” he said, jabbing a thumb into his own chest and walking swiftly on so that he was nearer the front of the group, Belle hounding his every step and chewing on his loose strands of hair. “This is Belle. [i]Nice to meet you.[/i]” The last phrase came out after a stilted pause, Seth having forgotten what few manners he had learned after years of savagery but well aware that he had to fill the silence with something.

“The rumours say that the kidnapper is a bird-Pokemon. Descriptions don't match any of my records.” Seth kicked at the leaves on the ground, absently stroking Belle's head. He didn't particularly want to join up with so many – he rarely, if ever did – but he supposed five pairs of eyes in search of the elusive creature would be better than an alternative.

His own bow and quiver were a comforting weight on his back, hidden by the edges of his ragged cloak. If it came to it, he could protect himself, be it from his temporary travelling companions or the child-eating beast.