Dogs escaping? How? Well there were a number of possible reasons but lonnie didn't really care about any of those reasons. Rather it was to kind of help the man find a lost pet before they got hurt. He wouldn't want to have to have them in his car. "Well I time to go help" The brunette stretched out his arms as he held Bagel on his tight leash, "Okay Bagel we gotta look for a growlithe and yamper, so if you smell them go find them," Bagel only responded with a headbutt to a strangers leg.

"Oh sorry! I guess he got two people to help,"

Keenan Toral

Keenan was walking along, keeping a close watch on his Houndour. Only to feel something small hit his leg. Looking back, he saw a large, very muscular man with a leash on a...Bagon. Looking at it perhaps a bit too long, the blond exclaimed very loudly about his thoughts on the little dragon. "IT'S SO CUTE!" He kneeled down and let it sniff his hands. Something about the poor thing's eyes caught his attention. He'd seen it before on other Pokemon. It was blind. "You adopted this poor blind fellow? You're a saint." Then he started to coo over the Pokemon. Incoherent mumblings with a few "baby" mixed in as he doted on the cute little guy. He was very much enraptured with the dragon. It wasn't until either the owner of said dragon pipped up, or his Houndour give a sudden bark did he actually pay attention. Coughing into his fist, Kee spoke up. "Right, I'm Keenan. As far as help goes...help with what? I'm looking for a Yamper and a Growlithe for some kids...."

Was this guy the kids' parent? Or was he simply hired by the parents to try and find them? Either way, Houndour barked again, and started to trot away. Kee jogged over. More tracks, and clearly that of the pups. They decided to follow...only for Kee to trip over a bloody tree root and fall flat on his face.

Bagel was briefly startled by the hand in front of it's face! The poor jelly bean sniffed briefly and opened his mouth to slobber on the human's hand. Lonnie laughed and gentle pulled the Bagon's mouth away from the human. "Yeah he's a blind boy," but shrugged, "He's just young and his name is Bagel," Lonnie commented and looked towards the little dog that borked towards the tracks. "Well I'm Lonnie," he walked along with the blonde until he tripped over a bloody root.

"Hmmm.....blood isn't good," he reach down picking the boy up off the ground. "perhaps we should get truckin because something is hurt somewhere." The brunette reached into his pocket releasing Provolone, the Gotherita, who appeared rather normal other then her anxious personality, where she hid behind Lonnie, "Provolone we got to be careful because theres some blood so if you can sense anything we gotta go that way," the gotheritta nodded, as her eyes glistened into the abyss. She pointed farther down the path. Keenan Toral [/bockquote]

The baby was about to slobber all over his hands when the sweet thing was pulled away. Kee giggled like a little school girl. "Cute name for a cute Pokemon." When Kee got lifted up and saw the stains, his face morphed to a very uncharacteristically serious expression. He became oddly silent and nodded in agreement. Lonnie sent out another Pokemon, a Gotherita. Kee started to think that maybe the guy was constantly hungry considering he named all of his Pokemon after food. It was both funny and odd. She pointed down farther in the path.

Kee's Houndour barked in confirmation. Upon being set down, they went in that direction. They found tracks, with some blood on it. The blonde took out a first aid kit, ready to help if he needed to be. They moved forward and found a hollowed out hole in a still standing tree. Kee made a motion for Lonnie to hold still. He walked forward and went down. He could see the duo. The Pokemon that they were looking for. He couldn't tell which one was injured, but they were terrified. Getting up, and walking back to Lonnie, he gave his report. "Well, they're in there, but one of them is injured...I'd hate to approach and terrify them even more..." Pure intentions and even as harmless looking as he was, injured and cornered creatures of any kind were jumpy and aggressive usually. He was at a bit of a loss on how to proceed.

Bagel stomped as his human agreed with the blonde. Lonnie's eyes caught the blood but his mind drifted away thinking about why two dogs were cowering inside of a treetrunk. "We should be careful. Dog's don't cower for no reason," he mentioned until he heard the loud roaring hiss of a pride of Liepard. "And that explains it.....we should deal with these first yess?" Granted the three cats didn't give them a chance to react fast enough. The result making the shadow hidden dragopalt appear slapping away the predators from Bagel. Who wanted to fight too but he couldn't see.

(ooc: im sorry i had written a longer post but proboards made me lose it ;. Keenan Toral

Houndour barked in agreement with Lonnie. Even Kee nodded. Then came the roaring hiss of three Liepards. "Yeah. You up for this, Houndour?" The dog barked in confirmation as it jumped out in front Kee. Two went after Lonnie, but one came up after him. The Liepard attacked with claws. Houndour jumped over it, and used Leer, intimidating the lone Liepard. But it still attempted to use its claws, this time getting Houdour across his chest. The dark and fire type shrugged it off, and used Howl. The cat attacked with Sand Attack, but Houndour ducked underneath and dived forward, fangs glowing red. Houndour bit hard into the hind leg of Liepard, using Fire Fang. Throwing it away from them, he followed it up with an ember attack. The kitty had to be barely standing now.

Kee didn't see much about what was happening with Lonnie's side, but the wounded wild cat started to limp away after a hiss. The blonde let it go. It was odd...the original tracks he saw that scared both the kids and the Pokemon were definitely not Liepards. Looking towards Lonnie, he decided to help out with that situation. Houndour used smog, catching one of the dark type cats in a poisonous cloud. That one jumped out, and fired a Dark Pulse, making Houndour tumble backwards. The black dog got up, and countered with an ember attack, making the cat screech in pain. Lonnie's Dragapult was still up. But the Liepard that Kee was facing was also ready to withdraw. Kee would let it go if it left, but he guessed that depended on that battle...

The liepards were going wild again. Fighting and scratching. Finding a reason to battle, for food, for a hunt. Maybe it was just them being CRUEL or maybe they were hungry. But Lonnie didn't really care what their reason was right now because with those sharp claws were coming for his throat. Sushi slithered out of Lonnie's shadow, coiling around the blind dragon. "Dragon darts," He smirked as the ghost type shot out small pocket rockets. Each rocket landed sending the cats flying and whimpering. 

The young dragon wanted to go overkill however Lonnie whistled stopping it from going too far. "I think that does it," he smirked.

Keenan Toral

Keenan didn't even see the shadow hiding dragon pokemon at first. But it defended its master well, and both remaining Liepards left. Both of the puppies in the hollow tree tentatively came out. The blonde's Houndour started to bark and communicate with the duo while Keenan shook his head. "I'm not so sure on that. Whatever scared the kids and these two weren't Liepards...the tracks don't match at all. We need to be very careful in returning them..." His Houndour convinced the pups to get closer, where Keenan can see the Growlithe limping. Taking out his medpack, he beckoned the little guy over, and did some minor triage, wrapping up the wound. He calmed the Pokemon down, and picked it up in such a way that it was comfortable for them both.

"Shall we? You lead?" He asked his partner. Houndour was going to be behind them, with the Yamper between Kee and Lonnie. Assuming the man would like to lead.

Lonnie paused as the little dogs walked out, and Lonnie looked down at the puppies. They were hurt, but it appeared that his partner had it handled. After all they seemed to still be scared and the blonde appeared to be correct. "I agree we just have to be really careful then....chances are there's something bigger wondering around," he slowly kept walking until he smelt the stench of GARBAGE coming from below them. "Be careful there's a garbador or muk creeping around." he mentioned to the other person keeping his pokeballs close by.

Keenan Toral

Lonnie seemed to agree. And took the lead, with the Yamper scampering behind him, then Kee, then Kee's Houndour. It was a slow walk, but then the stench of garbage covered the area. Lonnie believed it was a Muk or Garbador around. Looking up the Pokemon, and what kind of tracks it normally leaves, as well as other information, Kee searched his memory of the tracks. "I think it might have been Garbador that scared everyone...the tracks...seem similar? I'm trying to remember what they looked like and what the photo of what they typically look like..." It was an odd position that he had to look it up too. And just getting his phone out in general.

The stench seemed to be getting worse the closer to town they got. Soon enough, they happened upon it. It was a Garbador...that seemed to be crying. Looking closer...it looked like it had a collar on it. That was...odd. Although...couldn't the city's trash companies use them to eat all the trash people made and produced? If one escaped...it wouldn't be a bad idea to return it. "Hey Lonnie, how good are you with Pokemon? That Garbador has a collar on it...wonder if its owner's contact information is there..." And that collar isn't just a piece of trash that got stuck on it or something.

Turns out, the local garbage collectors used a couple of Garbadors to assist with the job. And feed them. This one escaped and got lost, scaring the kids and the pups by accident. The Pokemon was so happy getting back to its owners. As was the puppies when they returned them to the kids and parents.

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