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Moves: 
- Scratch
- Growl

Health: Full Health

Status: None.

Ability: Blaze (increases fire-type moves when severely damaged)

Quest: To make the first guild in this pokemon-only, yet guildess world.
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	For a short while, nothing seemed to happen, well, nothing other than Ravi shaking his head to tell Trevor that he would be keeping the berries in his mouth. As a response, Trevor just shrugged, and kept moving on, assuming Ravi had a few good reasons why he would continue to hold them there, and trusting that he won't simply eat all the berries. Soon enough, the group encountered a furfrou, a later-generation pokemon, but, since there weren't any barbers, or, at least, since Trevor assumed there weren't any, the poodle-like pokemon had rough, shaggy fur. Trevor was trying to get into some sort of fighting stance when the dog finished off a buneary... one that simply disintegrated into dust particles... shortly after, the furfrou shouted for the team to run, and Trevor could see why... there were more of them, and only a handful of us. He would have urged the furfrou to join him, but, unfortunately, Trevor thought he might be in the middle of a last stand situation to try his best to save whoever might be in the forest and NOT a grey zombie, so, he just nodded, and tried to get back to the cave as quickly as possible, only to find his teammates fighting one of them. Celina had the right idea, and just tried her best to use peck, while Nathan seemed to be taunting it... maybe he had a trick in mind, or something. As soon as he got close enough, Trevor tried to use scratch on the creature, doing as much damage as he knew how to with his claws... at least, for now.

	While he was fighting, he remembered the poodle pokemon, and that seemed to prove a few things. One, they weren't alone in this place, which Trevor had assumed from the start, two, that the pokemon were capable of some form of speech, and three, the fact that there were at least some pokemon out there who were ready and willing to help other pokemon, despite any differences in species, which may indicate that they have at least SOME culture and morals to begin with. This was all good news, however, the zombies certainly were NOT. Trevor hoped that these things didn't spread via biting, or Nathan might be done for... or even spread via touch, lest Trevor be the first to go...