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Katana had long, painful experience with fire, and dug his hooked claws into the soil to stop before he was caught in it. The normally quiet pokemon let out an odd, buzzing bark, challenging whatever let off that flame. Quilo caught up to him a moment later, putting a hand on the blue fur of his head. "Wait, remember?" A higher, almost human scream came from somewhere in the canopy, and Quilo tensed. "Hello?!" He shouted, proceeding forward carefully, Katana keeping close to his right side. "Someone in the forest?" It wouldn't be the first time he'd encountered trainers unexpectedly. The deeper reaches of the forest were popular with fire-type and flying-type trainers looking for a challenge. "Haze!" He called for the froslass, walking into the clearing from where the flamethrower had come.

[@Seirei No Hai]