Individual Run: Yumpy (Wildflower Prairie)
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Ranger Post #1: A Calm Beginning
Ranger: Drew "Beemo" Exient

Munch, munch...

Drew heard what sounded like heavy crunching coming from his left. He looked down to see his partner Dubwool nonchalantly munching on the nearby flora. Drew sighed and began to pan around his surroundings some more. The Wildflower Prairie was his ideal area of the Park. Wide open spaces; barely anything to hinder what would amount to a lovely run for hours on end. A small smile appeared on his face as he remembered why he was here. Continuing to half listen to & half ignore his Dubwool's grazing, he lifted up his clipboard & read the Trainer Profile for his newest entrant to the Park.

"Alright, let's see here. Name is Wren, and she's about average height. Looks like she's a younger trainer too..." Drew said somewhat aloud, trying to fumble with the ever-flapping papers in the slight breeze. He also noted he was looking for a trainer with a fair number of freckles and reddish hair. "Well that shouldn't be too hard to spot, but I sure hope they arrive soon," he started to say as he glanced back to Dubwool, "Otherwise, you'll eat this entire prairie."

Dubwool stopped her grazing and looked up towards Drew. Drew could see her normally placid eyes squint in a glare as she gave a fairly boisterous baa in reply. Drew chuckled at the retort & began to sit down to admire the prairie while awaiting his newest trainer. 

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Wren.


It was the second time she had flown in on Dragonite-back, but it was no less exhilarating than the first. Of course, she had flown before, but none of her own Pokemon could boast of such an ability so the experience was something of a novelty. With obedient precision the Dragonite dipped, it’s wings fanning outwards to guide it’s rather plump body towards it’s chosen landing point. Before the unfamiliar pair, the Wildflower Prairie unfolded in colour-spattered fields of undulating beauty. The sky was clear and the temperature mild; in all, the weather was perfect. With a conclusive thud the Pokemon landed, delivering his passenger safely nearby the Ranger Tower. Wren dismounted somewhat elegantly and cast a smile of thanks to the beast, who took off soon after.



Straightening her posture, the late-teen averted her pale gaze beyond the outpost and across the meadows. It truly was a magical landscape. A vast array of colour dotted the greenish grasses, a gentle breeze causing an ocean-like sway across the tops of the vegetation. The view was only vaguely disrupted by the sight of a Dubwool, who then led her attention to the form of a man. Assuming he was to be her ranger for the day, Wren made her way confidently towards him; a hand tucked loosely around the strap of her backpack as she ventured. 

“Hi! Thanks so much for meeting me,” she greeted on approach, a toothy smile accompanying an outstretched hand.
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Ranger Post #2: The Tiny Adversary
Ranger: Drew "Beemo" Exient

The sound of flapping wings and soft crunching of grass behind Drew made his head turn on a swivel behind him. He saw a younger woman approaching him and Dubwool; with a Dragonite the Park using as a shuttle service flying away soon after. The trainer introduced herself and held out her arm for a handshake. Drew stood up, and brushed the loose grass off himself as he reached out to reciprocate the gesture. He had been working on his social skills, and he felt they were becoming better with each new trip through the Park. 

"Hello Wren, my name is Drew. However, you can call me Beemo if you would prefer. Welcome to Wildflower Prairie!", Drew exclaimed as his partner slowly trudged over to reach Drew's side. Dubwool gave the new trainer a glance up and down, and proceeded to lazily baa. Drew glanced down at her and said fairly sternly, "Hey, be nice. You and I know this is another great adventure opportunity." Dubwool rolled her eyes and proceeded to walk back to the flora field she was munching on previously. Drew turned his attention back to Wren and said with an embarrassed tone, "Sorry about that. Dubwool can get kind of impatient. But anyway..."

Drew couldn't finish his next thought, when a giant clap of thunder hit his ear drums. Startled, Drew turned around to see that a small area of the sky had become covered in dark storm clouds. Lightning and rain emanated from the clouds, all while producing occasional claps of thunder. This sudden burst of sound caused a stirring in a nearby patch of taller grass. Without hesitation, a small bird Pokemon shot out and began flapping its wings vigorously. Nothing too remarkable about the bird could be seen, except for the forked tail feathers it sported. In apparent anger and confusion, it turned itself in the direction of Drew & Wren. It then proceeded to charge at them, possibly thinking they were the cause of the disruption. 

Drew knew he didn't have much time, as he turned to Wren & shouted, "Alright Wren! I know this is an unconventional start to your adventure, but we gotta act now!" He then proceeded to start running in the direction of Dubwool, who had seen the adversary emerge & was growling.

Taillow ??? Nature
100%
CURRENT CC: 1,426
Currently charging at Wren & Drew


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The man had seemingly been expecting her, and that was enough to confirm he was her Ranger for the day. Wren’s smile broadened as the stranger greeted her enthusiastically, standing up from his previously seated position to shake her hand. “Nice to meet you,” it was a brief stint of eye contact before her greenish gaze was redirected to the meandering form of Dubwool, a cloud-like creature with curved horns and hoofed limbs.

The Dubwool appeared quite content to join them, despite her less than impressed expression. Her comfortable pause by Drew’s side suggested she belonged within his party. “Hello Dubwool,” Wren smiled, not in the least offended by the Pokemon’s baa of judgement before she meandered back the way she had come.“Oh goodness,” the redhead laughed, straightening her long-sleeved shirt about her hips, “Don’t be sorry. They need to have a bit of character.” The teenager certainly preferred her Pokemon with a bit of challenging spirit to keep her on her toes. Life was funner that way.

The peaceful situation changed rather quickly however, as Wren found herself cupping her ears at a startling crack of thunder somewhere nearby. Behind them, the sky had swirled into an ominous grey; low clouds sending sparks of electricity alongside loud groans of sky-friction. “What wa-” she was cut off, suddenly finding herself standing alone as her Ranger scampered off in the direction of his Pokemon; who appeared as equally aware of the sudden turn of events. Drew had warned her of the approach of a Pokemon, the sense of urgency within his voice resulting in animated reflexes that spun the young woman into motion.

She locked eyes on the small bird Pokemon as her hand pulled a Pokeball awkwardly from her backpack pocket. The wild ‘mon was obviously alarmed, and it’s defense mechanisms had spiraled it’s mentality into a somewhat thoughtless rage; tiny wings flapping manically closer by the moment. In a barely conceivable flash of light, a small Cyndaquil unfurled from the Pokeball that was cast near to the Taillow; his roundish body thudding in an orderly fashion onto the grassy terrain. Thankfully, the wild Pokemon now had its attention on Quiz.

“Quickly Quiz, smokescreen!” the young Pokemon reacted swiftly, locating his target within moments of the command and casting a shadow-like ball of smoke from his gaping maw. The smoke billowed upwards and outwards, creating a vague curtain of grey between himself and the opposing Flying type. Hoping the screen had disorientated the bird and given them some more time, Wren called again. “Good! Defense curl!” She took a few cautious steps towards Drew and crouched a little lower. She didn’t want to order an attack on the confused wild; feeling it was a little unfair considering the Taillow had simply been startled into attacking the first thing it saw. If the small creature insisted upon battling though, the team would defend themselves readily.
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Ranger Post #3: The Air Thickens
Ranger: Drew "Beemo" Exient

Wren acted surprisingly quickly for the time it took the little bird to begin its assault. She tossed up a Pokeball and a little fire Pokemon emerged. Giving a proud, yet adorable little roar; the little Cyndaquil listened to its trainer's command. Without any sort of sign showing its approval, the little Pokemon opened up its mouth as thick, black smoke began to envelop the whole area. Drew quickly covered his nose & mouth as the smoke overwhelmed him, as he heard the slightly distressed cries of Dubwool having trouble in the smoke. He also couldn't tell where the Taillow had gone, nor could he hear the slight shrill that it had been echoing. "Perhaps it's just as confused as we are...", Drew thought as he tried to make sense of anything happening around him.

Not too long after the smoke began to finish its spread, Drew heard the sound of Wren commanding Cyndaquil to use its Defense Curl. Puzzled, Drew scrambled towards the direction of the noise. However, he didn't need to fight for too long as from a central point not too far away from him; the smoke began to quickly disperse. The Taillow had used its wings to create blades of air which effortlessly sliced through the thick smoke.
As a result, the air around Drew & the surrounding area became much less thick. While visibility was still slightly hampered, Drew could now see the hazy figure of Cyndaquil rolled up tight in a ball. "Huh, Wren must not want to attack this Taillow. It's a bold strategy," Drew quietly whispered to himself as he turned to see what the little bird had decided to do.

Having had its vision slightly restored, the little Taillow began flapping around and trying to find its original target. As it did, an other monstrous thunderclap occurred. Drew jumped, and turned in the direction of the oncoming storm. Dim flashes of lightning were starting to form in the clouds, as the subtle sound of heavy rainfall started to invade his eardrums. "This isn't good..." Drew murmured in slight disbelief as he heard another moderately loud shrill. Surprised, he turned back to see that Taillow had again become perturbed by the thunder & began sending more blades of air at Cyndaquil's direction. The blades surrounded the little fire Pokemon, with a couple barely nicking it. Drew turned to the equally hazy figure of Wren and shouted, "It looks like this Taillow is very much in battle mode! You need to do something!"



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100%
CURRENT CC: 4,354
Used Air Slash to Lightly Dissipate Smoke / Followed Up w/ Another at Cyndaquil


Cyndaquil HP: 98%
Gender: Male
Nature: Bold
Just Used Defense Curl & is still Rolled Up


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In her travels she had heard the occasional moan of disapproval at the Park’s system; heard stubborn groans from teenagers who couldn’t afford the entry fee and wanted to explore the National Park without a Ranger. Well, in some ways Wren had seen their point. But now, all of a few minutes since she had arrived and with Cyndaquil in the targets of a very upset wild, she could certainly see why things were the way they were. Without Drew’s warning the Taillow would have found effortless success in it’s attack, and Wren would possibly be nurturing a sore head as well as a damaged ego. The National Park was clearly home to large numbers of Pokemon, and Drew’s presence was much appreciated.

The smoke thinned, dispersing amidst the clear, prairie air as Cyndaquil’s form could just be made out in the green grass; rolled tight into a rather endearing, however defensive ball. She had hoped the smokescreen had given the wild Taillow time to realise it’s targets were not the cause of it’s surprise, but it seemed she was wrong. Moments after poor Dubwool’s vocal declaration of unease, the sky again shook into a menacing rumble of thunder. Not only that, but the distant sound of rain falling was starting to sweep closer. It was at that moment the Taillow again startled, sending a flurry of air attacks in Cyndaquil’s furled direction.

Drew’s voice came yet again with hasty warning, catching the young woman in a bit of a confused daze. There was a lot going on, and the rain would hit any second; reducing Quiz’s abilities to defend himself. She stumbled on her words for a moment, trying to remember all of the moves available to her small fire-type partner. “Quiz, use flamethrower!” it was a brutal request, but one that seemed necessary given the growing intensity of the situation. The Cyndaquil was willing, uncoiling his small body from his prior move and inhaling deeply; the rise of his back evident from where Wren was crouching.

Fire burst from the tiny creatures maw, spiraling towards the Taillow with exhilarating enthusiasm. It’s glow bounced through the smoke and illuminated the creature's immediate area, casting a shadow behind it’s round body. The red-haired woman shuffled her way somewhat awkwardly closer to her ranger, casting him a glance of curiosity, “Do you know what’s going on?” A question directed to the peculiar weather changes as opposed to the offensive actions of the bird Pokemon.
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Ranger Post #4: The Calm Before the Storm
Ranger: Drew "Beemo" Exient

Wren had clearly heard Drew's advice, as he saw Cyndaquil emerge from its rolled-up state, and began to charge an orange ball of hot energy in front of its mouth. With a loud shout, the little Pokemon shot a searing beam of fiery energy in the direction of the the freaking out bird. The force of the blast was strong enough to disperse the smoke in its path, leaving a clear hole in the remaining polluted air. In its frantic nature of trying to determine where the loud noises were coming from, the Taillow wasn't paying enough attention to its opponent. As a result, it got blasted out of the sky by the oncoming attack. Screams of clear pain came from the bird as it plummeted to the ground, a clear burned patch of feathers appearing on its wing.

Through this all, Wren had made her way to Drew & Dubwool's position. Clearly concerned about the storm clouds, Wren had asked Drew what he made of the situation. Drew had been pondering it while watching the fight between Cyndaquil & Taillow and he only had one answer. "Something is causing that storm. My guess, it's a Pokemon," Drew said, not wavering his glance from the now clearly visible Taillow and Cyndaquil. As the little bird struggled to regain altitude with the burned wing, Drew felt what felt like micro droplets hit his face. He looked up to see the very edge of the clouds were beginning to ease their way into the area the fight was taking place. "Won't be long now...", he said contemplatively as he looked down at Dubwool. She had begun to start hunkering her head deeper into her thick wool, trying to stay dry. 

Drew subtly laughed and turned back to the combatants. The little bits of rain were not a welcome feeling for both, as Taillow was starting to become even more frantic with its movements. Even despite the burned wing, Taillow was consumed with a fervor that wasn't going out. It began to fire even more Air Slashes in the direction of Cyndaquil, who had now taken a couple straight on. It wasn't hurt as badly, but the rain clearly had an impact on the Fire Pokemon. It grimaces as it put out the fire on its back. 

Drew turned back to Wren and calmly asked with an elevated volume as the sound from the oncoming rain grew louder, "Okay, clearly we are about to be hit by some serious rain. What do you want to do?"



Taillow ??? Nature
90% (BRN)
CURRENT CC: 6,778
Firing More Blades of Air in Cyndaquil's Direction / Perturbed by drizzle


Cyndaquil HP: 94%
Gender: Male
Nature: Bold
Shot Flamethrower at Taillow, not appreciating the light drizzle


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