**Viridian Forest**<br/>Perfect. She understood him, and that's what he wanted. He hoped that she also grasped that the same fate would eventually become of her personal monster pets if she continued trying to run off. Still, satisfied that she wouldn't try to escape anytime soon, Kavarr walked over to her, stepping in the still smoldering cinders of his fire ring, and he leaned over to press his nose into the crook of the small girl's neck.<br/><br/>He sniffed her, reminding himself as he often did of her scent, simultaneously smearing the blood from his rough-edged mouth along Sarianna's pale skin. A low rumble in his throat suggested his pleasure, and he gripped lightly at the blood-stained cloth clinging to his pet's chest.<br/><br/><hr/>**Route 28**<br/><br/>Samuel wrinkled his nose at the smells lingering in the air, but did not allow that to dampen his interest. He knew he should be cautious approaching anyone in a wild place like this, but he felt the necessity to warn whoever this stranger was that it wasn't safe to spend the night here.<br/><br/>Approaching the tent, Samuel cleared his throat and decided it would be better not to sneak up on its pitcher, so he approached with his back straight and waved a hand in the air. It was a bad idea if one was trying to avoid monsters, but a good idea if one intended not to scare someone by creeping up on them.<br/><br/>"Hello there!" He called. "You know, it's really not a good idea to stay here!"<br/><br/>He prepared to lower his voice as he got closer, once he was sure that he'd been heard.<br/><br/><hr/>**Palette Town**<br/><br/>A good, hearty laugh escaped the professor as she finally slid her shirt on over her head--a plain white shirt for now--and she started looking around in her bag again for some underwear to go with the pants she'd already picked.<br/><br/>"You can believe me or not, but you can't scare me." Oak smirked. "I don't scare easily, unless something really weird happens."<br/><br/>She found her underwear and slipped them on, meanwhile noticing her gear on the table was flashing. She watched it for a moment while she began putting on her pants, but then she pointed the item out to her feline friend, ignoring the temptation to pet the large cat. She respected mewtwo too much to just treat her like a pet. Even if the feline's soft fur was so fine that it almost demanded stroking. No, she preferred to let mewtwo come to her--like any good cat person would know.<br/><br/>"Can you get that for me?" She asked politely. "I'm expecting a message."<br/><br/>((Work time again. Be back tonight to post more))<br/><br/>