Nothing of particular note happened as the trio of pokemon were debating how to reach the bird's nest. The rain was picking up a little, and with it the wind, but this deep into the forest it wasn't immediately noticeable. Should the pokemon choose to climb, the bark of the tree was course enough to provide an ample enough grip, and a few stubby branches could make for improvised handholds. Of course it'll be treacherous for any pokemon, even Vi, as the wind came in short gusts that could threaten to knock and of them off the tree and towards the ground. The nest was merely the current option for the youngsters, and perhaps there were safer, lower hanging fruits to find.

Those back at the cave would wait to see how Celina would react to the mysterious roots. It was... Bad. Largely because it tasted like a raw, dirty carrot. But aside from that and the awkwardness of eating the stiff tuber, it didn't seem poisonous or otherwise toxic to the fluffy bird. Indeed, perhaps if they actually wash, peel, and roast these things, they would make for a half-decent snack. But speaking of the fire, the flames were getting low to the point that the embers were starting to die out. Their fire wouldn't last more than an hour at most without some sort of tinder to keep it going. The other three hadn't been gone for long, but there was no telling when they'll be back.

In the distance, there was another crack of thunder, followed by a flash of lightning. And then, cutting through the darkness, a faint orange glow. And following that glow came a more thunderous boom but not from the skies. It sounded more like a tree had fallen. For those listening carefully pass the rain and wind, they may even make out some sort of garbled noises akin to barking and shouting in the distance. The ones who left the cave would hear it more easily, but it was loud enough that even the ones within the cave could hear it if they were looking for it.