Still sitting on his rump, Dean looked around, groaning softly as he heard a voice.  Yes, he had a rather nasty headache at the moment.  "Well, thats better than just sitting here, I guess."  He shrugged, getting up and brushing the sand off his clothes.  Salt walter had soaked him to the bone, the baggy clothes he wore turning much more heavy than they were normally.  "Come on, Ratty, no use sitting around here."  Leaning down slightly, the Rattatta was quick to jump on his shoulder, looking about cautiously.  Reaching into his pockets, he sighed.  He didn't have much, the pokedex he held was non-functional, and save for the two empty pokeballs, which may or may not work, he was out of supplies before even starting out.<br/><br/>Whatever other supplies he had likely washed out to sea, but he supposed he had to be thankful he didn't  have any stored pokemon in there.  That would have been rather unfortunate indeed.  Moving into the cave, he blinked, his eyes adjusting to the dark of the cave.  He could already hear creatures within.  At least he had Ratty, although he wondered just how effective the little pokemon would be if something dangerous appeared.  Well, no use worrying about it.  Looking around, he was searching for any others in the cave, or perhaps another pokemon to catch.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>