[h1][center][color=fff200]Jeri[/color][/center][/h1]

Jeri huffed as a couple of her comrades each dispatched their own foe. Just one Murkrow surviving the first hit could wake up the rest of the flock, and then they'd be screwed. Although... their strategy did seem to be working well, with two already dead and one flying away without so much as a thought of alerting its group.

The Dunsparce began to inch toward another snoozing bird, then grunted as the action pulled her gash open a little wider. She gave the Murkrow a determined glare... and then slithered away, toward the main group of her allies. She could, she [b]would[/b] totally take care of one of the Murkrow. But this wasn't a game, and she had to take care of herself first.

[color=fff200]"Trevor,"[/color] Jeri said. She attempted to use a hushed voice, though her pain and still simmering anger made her tone a little louder than she intended. [color=fff200]"Ya got any of those healing berries? I could use one... or ten. Fluff bird, ya need any, too?"[/color]

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Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: moderately damaged

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Learn how to battle well
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