Kyle had spent a lot of time in the desert for some reason, so much that he had already grown acquainted with the harsh and barren area. The way his Pokemon played with the sands made him reminisce of the idea of owning one that had the same coloring. Mightyena with the color of the sands... such sight was something he would have wished for. He had one of those differently colored Pokemon however, though it wasn't a Mightyena.

A small blizzard seemed to be present whenever he has the said Pokemon around him. It got cold, but the snow and ice counteracted the desert's sands at least. Either way, both weather conditions were outright terrible. He was starting to wonder who else besides him was in the right mind to find themselves in the desert when he spotted an individual a few distances away. It wasn't a mirage, he supposed, since he made sure that temperatures wouldn't be affecting his head yet.

"Hey!" he called from afar. "You lost or something?"

Kyle would have to ask why else would someone be here to get a proper evaluation of the situation. There should be some valid reason to explain him being there, and it got Kyle too curious to know. Even he would start questioning his own sanity for coming to this place to try and chance upon one of those rock puppies.

"Hey, congrats and all that, but there's bigger problems here."

The combination of the raging sandstorm and hail made visibility iffy, but the large dominating figure was pretty difficult to miss even amid the obstructions. Squinting, Kyle could at least make out the sturdy plates covering its body and the horn on its head. He could get a guess of what it was, but he could figure that the Pokemon was dangerous regardless.

"Confuse Ray," he commanded his Ninetales, wary of the opposition's presence.

Bright light came from the dual-type, travelling through the mishmash of sand and ice. Kyle didn't make much fuss about the Pokemon aside from being careful around it, though he could feel the hairs of his body stand on its ends when a large rock eventually found its way beside him, crashing into a huge crater and scattering the sands further. It clearly came from the wild Pokemon, only furthering the need to get away from it.

"I'm pretty sure we'd be dead without that Confuse Ray," he concluded calmly amid the anxious mess behind the facade. "We should go for now."

Kyle could not even bother to answer the other's statement as his attention was quickly drawn by the Rockruff. The Crustle was not even considered until a few seconds in of staring at the canine that it chased. Trembling of excitement, the trainer discreetly took an empty Pokemon from his pockets, enlarging it to an appropriate size with a press of the button on its center, before staring at his Ninetales. The Ice-type immediately knew what it meant.

The blizzard from his Snow Warning immediately intensified. "Isolate it. Ice Beam." Had the sudden shift in the weather not been enough to stun both of the wild Pokemon, the ray of ice coming from the Ninetales did. A wall of ice formed between the Rockruff and the Crustle, intimidating the Bug-type away from chasing the pup further. The wall extended much further, leaving the remaining wild Pokemon with no other way out.

"Freeze-dry."

Approaching the Rockruff that huddled with its back against the ice wall, the Ninetales slowly cooled the surroundings much worse than before. Frost slowly crept from the Rockruff's paws, and slowly made their way up towards it's neck. Before the Pokemon was completely covered in ice, Kyle tossed the Pokeball in its way. It shouldn't make much struggle after that.

"Think of it as, hmm, minimizing the chances of failure," he jested, a single chuckle leaving Kyle.

An inquiry about his Ninetales brought Kyle deeper in the conversation. "Ah, yeah. Didn't really think I'd get it from that swarm. There was too many of them. Pretty sure it was just luck that there were none that blocked my Pokeball from hitting it." A hand would reach the Ninetales' head, ruffling its pretty fur tufts on top of it. "Surprised this one's too sweet. Would've thought he was the alpha of that group or something." He'd return it to its Pokeball afterwards.

As Lars busied himself with a Pokemon he would catch, Kyle would trot over the Pokeball containing the newly caught Rockruff. "I'unno. More is good and all, but just one for today's still fine," he'd respond casually. He'd have to check if the one he just caught would act nicely with the one he currently has.

Lifting his head up from picking up the Pokeball, eyes would soon spot the wild Minior fall from the sky. A white glow enveloped it, hinting a grim outcome in a few seconds. Using the moment he has to spare, Kyle would throw a Pokeball at the ground from panic, much like a smoke bomb. A Tyranitar came out, using its defensive plating to block the impact from the Minior to both trainers present. An explosion that came afterwards blew sand everywhere, but both of them were safe nonetheless.

"How about you? You looking for anything else?" he'd ask nonchalantly, as if nothing else had happened. It would be preferable if the friend he was with would react to it instead.

"Wanna ditch this place?"

Any pointless battles would only result to a more dangerous situation, especially since large sounds and explosions would stress Pokemon around them more. Riling them up more than what was necessary was something he'd like to avoid, especially if it would condition these wild Pokemon that humans are a dangerous presence (which he couldn't deny) and start attacking them without restraint. He'd rather not have that, especially since those would increase the work he'd probably do.

"I got the thing I wanted anyways, which I should probably thank you for." Kyle held up a Pokeball containing the Rockruff he captured earlier. "If we got no business left here, I'm suggesting we get out." He'd recall both of his Pokemon in their balls and start walking away, taking a few looks back just in case Lars wasn't following. He'd decide to shrug it off soon after, remembering that what the trainer wants to do afterwards wasn't his business anyways.