The pair did not have to idle about for long.

There, down below, Mick pointed at the lumbering Tyranitar as it sniffed the air. It could taste their scents on its tongue. Before they even chose to move the Tyranitar’s eyes were locking them down.

The terrible beast grabbed hold of the tree’s base and exhaled. Sand poured from its hollow orifices and began whipping about the terrain. Quite the show it put on, this one. Mick was impressed.

”Hit him with a Moonblast, Whimsicott.”

The nymph pokemon lifted herself from her perch beside Mick. Mick herself sought to cover her mouth to avoid inhaling the stream of dust that engulfed them. She fished for a spare pokeball and took aim.

Whimsicott’s silhouette began to glow a pale blue. Moonlight was in a surplus tonight it seemed. She released a beam of power that struck the Tyranitar squarely in its chest, knocking it to its knees.

The move was super effective and the fact the pokemon seemed to weather it ok meant it was worth the addition. Mick lobbed the ball at the monster below, watched the ball consume its form before falling to the ground. The sandstorm ceased, Mick coughed as she watched the ball twitch.

One, two, three.

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solo wilderness

actions taken: capture attempt on TYRANITAR after a super effective moonblast