The Misdreavus looked at the Mareep and then looked back when leaves were pushed to the side and a twig snapped under someone's foot. 
A man showed himself, by the looks of it he was somewhere in his thirties and his blond hair seemed messy. He looked at the two trainers for a moment, but soon had his attention on the Misdreavus. "Where did it go?" he asked.
The Misdreavus looked at the bushes the Mareep had pointed out. 
"It left," the man concluded. He turned to the two young males. "What brought you here?" he asked.