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[color=black]Zorua[/color]

The earth lump bite even harder down on his tail, and Zorua jumped vigorously around. Him hating the feeling slowly started to turn into actually painful one. In his own frustration he kicked and turned and in a blissful second Larvitar let go. That was such a beautiful relieve that he noticed too late that the other pokemon shifted forms, now well taller than himself. Looking way stronger and out for his hide. The fist aimed for his face connected with his nose and the scratch under his eye flared up in a burning protest. Zorua fell over on the grass with a yelp. One hand holding his nose.

The dark type looked up and there he stood tall, as if this was right. What did he do to get in this situation? The time felt as if slowed down as his mind raced in panic. He didnt understand, but then again he should have gotten used by now. Most pokemon didnt like him in the forest. He could only call one pokemon his friend, one who would not attack him at sight or try to use him. Something had to be wrong with him. Even so he didnt want to be beaten up to a mess. He had to run away. Out the forest. Under his palm he felt the flowers he put on top of the pokemon, to make him smell better. Ground pokemon didnt like grass pokemon, right? And from a memory of Vileplume protecting its young. Zorua formulated a plan.  

"Here earth lump, now you pissed me off, just for you feel my grass attack! Petal dance!" He called out with conviction as if he truly knew that powerful grass move. A handful of the flowers were thrown into the face of Larvitar, some of its pollen flying all over the pokemon face and eyes and Zorua switched his form to small once again and under the legs of the big man run for dear life towards the city. Hoping he earned enough time to escape him with that move. Confused him just long enough he wouldnt find him. He would hide under a dumpster to hide his own smell. Spend the night there and hoping that nothing else will happen to him today.