<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/G3rtwJt.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Bryn<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Swell forest<br/><strong>notes:</strong>: long range boop<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Forest group, open<br/><hr/><br/>The rock type stared down at the ground and sighed when he released that digging was not going to solve the problem. Plus there probably wasn’t some ancient treasure buried beneath it oo. He didn’t know which was more crushing. Still he couldn’t give up and he couldn’t help but wag his tail at the head pats. Kicking the ground a little and accidentally causing a rather large crack which he promptly ignored and pretended he didn’t do anything although he was pretty sure Poochyena was eyeing him. Still there was other things to worry about like that Xatu on the tree. It looked suspicious. Really suspicious! But he shouldn’t judge by looks. He certainly didn’t like it when he was told he wasn’t allowed to go on adventures or learn to fight because he was small. But he couldn’t do nothing either. Then he had it. A perfect idea. Reaching down he scooped up an acorn and chucked it at the bird’s head. “Oiiiii~ Can you tell me what’s happening in the forest. Please?” He questioned the fact that he had probably just beaned the bird in the head and that the pokemon might not be in the mood to answer him after that didn’t cross his mind. He had said please so that meant he was being polite.