She deflated a little, somewhat disappointed that they wouldn't be catching the first pair of Nidoran's in sight. "Oh. Well then i guess your tests are successful, for now." Leaning back on her elbows, Rasca went on with her trivial mostly one-sided conversation, for a few moments. Then something else occurred to her. Leon's symbolism in the pokemon before them, was actually to show the reason why they got along in the first place. Studying him, and wondering what other things he had in mind for their adventure, she listened with an open, yet slightly puzzled mind. She did not admit they were the perfect match, as Rasca figured he didn't want to go that far with his reasoning. It was safe to assume that both of them worked like the sides of a coin, but whether or not such things made them compatible, was a different story all together. It's not that the idea repulsed her, because in some way she liked it. But Leon was casual with her, so it made sense that it wasn't on his mind. 

Another question was about to form in her mouth, but before a word could be spoken, there was yet another rustle of the tall grass. Leon wasn't fazed by it, and it almost felt staged until the male decided to perform some kind of attack. Luckily for that pokemon, Leon had a pellet. [i]'Looks like he has everything under control.'[/i] Rasca had the idea to stay back from the little confrontation that the male wanted to start. A second inclination was to scare off the Nidoran, so it would stop harassing them. She even went so far as to get up from her position, into a more defensive one. Though her demeanor never changed from calm to fear, she made sure that the little pokemon would know there was a bigger force than it, that was more than capable of defense. Hurting it would not be necessary however, as pain was not on her mind in the slightest. 

"Picky little fellow. Aren'tcha?" Rasca put on a friendly disposition towards the Nidoran, resuming her crouched form. She even extended her own arm towards Leon, and pulled him close, giving his back careful, measured pats. She did this not only to keep the peace between them and the pokemon, but also as a little joke to him. It was fun to relax in this way, and she smiled at him with real cheerfulness. Poking fun at the purple Nidoran, Rasca said, "I bet you're only here because she got the pellet. We're in the same boat my friend." 

Just as she reached forward to pet the purple Nidoran, a common occurance between pokemon began. She stepped back and let them duke it out, wondering who would be the victor. [i]'It wouldn't be pretty if the Mankey got overly violent, but unfortunately with their temperance, it could be an active result.'[/i] Rasca shook her head, not wanting Leon to see a vicious pummeling. It's not like he wouldn't be able to stand the sight, but she still felt the need kick something's butt. Instead she took his side and stood slightly in front of him. Her hands clenched easily, while her feet planted in a firm position on the ground. There was really no need to go any further than that, since it couldn't turn out too bad. This is what she hoped.

Rasca looked down at the female, and back up at Leon, smiling a bit. "Guess you got a poke pal anyways. I'd love to see you try and shake her off your trail." Her forgotten shades had left a ring around her nose, and made her miss wearing them. It wasn't too important though, so she let the matter drop from her most prominent thoughts.