"Oh for fuck's sake- Yvaine groaned as she heard the same voice yell out at the top of their lungs yet again, scaring away the prey she'd been following through the trees. The pokémon disappeared out of sight before she could have a good look at it, leaving her stranded on a branch about twelve feet above the ground. The loudmouth had gotten closer, only a stone's throw away from the tree she'd been camping in, and with the most annoyed of glares she followed him pacing about.

Another sigh followed, the redhead realising there was no point in staying up here now her prey had gone. "For the love of god, stop shouting! You're disrupting the Pokémon, you fool!" she'd say loud enough for the man to hear, hopping off the branch and making the drop down below without much effort. She'd land a little bit in front of him, bi-colored eyes looking up and almost glaring the man down as she rose to her full length, a finger pointing at him. "Why are you even being this loud?" she'd snap at him, arms crossed and her glare shifting back to a steely gaze.

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Although she'd expected the man to shrink away at the very least, little did she know he would actually curl up into a ball and start rolling, much like the Wooloo in Galar did--- or a very angry Donphan. Somewhat taken aback by the sudden change Yvaine rose her eyebrow, watching the man roll on and on while expanding on the who and why of his story with a surprisingly articulate formulation. It was… well, commendable, for lack of better words? "Oi, wait, you- I won't hurt you if you just- please stop rolling around-" She pinched the bridge of her nose as he kept on rolling, the redhead having a fairly hard time trying not to shout at him. So when he finally ceased and uncurled, asking her not to judge him, she looked him dead in the eye.

"I think it's a tad bit too late for that, buddy." she crossed her arms, then sighed. "But if it helps, I'm not sure whether to be impressed or concerned, so there's that… anyway! If you promise me not to shout like that anymore though, I could get you out of this forest in no-time flat." A kind offer, if one held the fact her actual prey had been lost to the thicket with his rowdiness. Get the source of disturbance out and things should be fine however, no? "However, be loud again and I'll just leave you here to Wooloo around until someone else stumbles across you." She'd extend her hand to the man, both in greeting and to 'seal the deal'.

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