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Foe: Noctowl & Hoothoot Flock
Level: 20
Ability: Tinted Lens
Gender: Female

Hoothoots range from level 3-6[/center]

[h3][color=007236][center]~Sage~[/center][/color][/h3]

In an instant, he had switched places with Ivy. A good thing too, because as soon as he did the Noctowl flew just over his head, a full body tackle barely missing his round body. Chances were, if that girl had gotten hit with it, she'd be done for. He couldn't hear Cerises' commands over the loud hooting, but it wasn't likely she'd be of any help anyways, so he'd have to do this himself. Always up to round little Sage to save the day.

Ugh, he didn't get paid with enough treats or cuddles from cute women like this.

He about faced, quickly flapping his little wings to get airborne. The Noctowl was momentarily distracted by the turn of evens, but only for an instant. As soon as it spotted Sage, it screeched and sped in for another tackle. Sage dodged, dropping to the ground and letting her pass overhead again. There wasn't much he could do here except dodge and keep himself from getting hit and the Noctowl occupied while everyone else got out of here. As soon as they did, he'd drop the fight and find his way to Cherrygrove himself.

The Noctowl screeched, its body shining in a blue light as it readied another Sky Attack, giving Sage only seconds to react.

...and then fire. So much fire. Sage had not foreseen this at all. This was bad. Very, very bad. The psychic type only had a few seconds to be distracted as the Noctowl already had charged its attack, and slammed right into the round bird.

Sage bounced like a small ball, rolling on the ground amid a horde of squawking Hoothoots as they fled, luckily landing right at Cerise's feet as the Noctowl slammed into a tree, burning leaves and embers falling on the large bird pokemon.

[h3][center][color=ec008c]~Cerise[/color] & [color=662d91]Abigail~[/color][/center][/h3]

Cerise hurriedly picked up Sage, looking up at Abigail. 

[color=ec008c]"A-Abigail this is...bad..."[/color]

[color=662d91]"Ya think?!"[/color] She snapped, perhaps a bit to hostile. She didn't have much time to answer Yuu, the fire was already roaring and spreading faster than she could keep up with. Their best option here was simple. With the Hoothoot scattering because of the fire, it'd be easy enough. She wrapped Tyrian up in her arms. He had done a fairly good job of hitting those Hoothoots hard, but there was only so much one little purple rabbit could do against a dozen hoothoots. He had bloody cuts all over his body, his tiny legs trembling as he tried to keep standing.

Noah fled past them, obviously being of a similar mindset. Ivy followed right behind.

[color=662d91]"Come on boy, we've gotta get out of here."[/color] She said, rushing over to her tent. It had already caught on fire, the outside of it was already burning in some places. If she took too long chances were, she'd probably get more than a little singed. Thankfully, the flap had been left open and grabbing her bag was only a matter of reaching in, and getting out. Seconds, really, and maybe it was foolish, but she was not marching all the way to the nearest clothing store in her pajamas.

She made it out just as the fire reached the tent, and with Tyrian in her arms, her bag slung over her shoulders, booked it to Cherrygrove. Cerise was running right next to her, having trouble keeping up. She wasn't an athlete, and probably had never ran a day in her life except to be first in line to test some new perfume or something.

Abigail briefly noted the Noctowl still conscious, and flying away from the scene, a small flock of hoothoot following it.

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It had taken the trainers using all of their stamina and willpower to reach Cherrygrove. They didn't stop running until they made it to the pokemon center, completely exhausted from their encounter. The center already took all of the injured pokemon from the party, rushing both Tesla and Sage to the Emergency Room. Noah was also taken care of by the staff, his more serious injuries being taken care of as best they could. Abigail reported the forest fire, which was now a raging inferno. Likely all of Cherrygrove knew about it now. The inferno lit up the night sky like a miniature sun, and the center immediately called for aid for help putting it out.

Abigail had changed out of her pajamas and back into her traveling clothes. Cerise looked absolutely ragged and tired after arriving, and after dropping off sage, went right to the rented room the center let all of them have for the night so she could take a shower. Chances were, she was completely agitated, tired, and would like to be left alone, so Abigail left her alone. She didn't know what Yuu was doing, but honestly she just wanted to sort of be left alone at the moment.

She was goddamn tired, and was probably going to go to bed as soon as Tyrian was healed up.