Finding someone to measure Divoky for a Saddle was a bit of a difficult feat; the Gyarados' intimidating nature, not to mention the size and species reputation, saw that anyone even marginally willing to inspect the serpent was immediately on edge despite the hulking water-type being entirely relaxed and having less than a partial care towards whatever antics were happening around it. But, eventually they'd managed, and after spending more than what Matus was assuming was reasonable—even adding on whatever hazard pay someone might have decided to add on with the Gyarados just existing—Divoky was saddled, and properly ready to be ridden.

Of course, while he would keep Sepkat and Peklo safely away in their Pokéballs, Sila was easily capable of keeping up with the Gyarados, and so he'd be allowed to fly alongside them. Which, he supposed, aided Divoky in knowing the path he needed to go. With his instructing the Togekiss their destination was Petalburg Woods, Matus had settled in for the ride.

Why Petalburg woods? Well, that was one of the more likely places to find a Beedrill... or a Weedle—hell he'd even take a Kakuna if he managed to find it. As long as it led to the large insect, he was happy with it. While he had Divoky for more water-based travel compared to air, and Sila for mostly Air travel... the pair weren't really the fastest. Sure they could coast or glide along for hours at a time without really getting tired, they couldn't make those sharp turns as easily, or put on a huge burst of speed at the drop of a dime. A Beedrill however, Could. Plus the Wasp had a bit of a harsh reputation which would make it fit in a bit better with his gathered team already.

When the jostling of Divoky's saddle drew Matus from his musings; they were surrounded by trees and undergrowth. Set back in a clearing just barely large enough for the Gyarados to awkwardly coil around into to settle against the grass. Even though bits of the huge serpent's tail was still pressed against the trunk of bordering trees, or simply pressing a bush here-and-there into the dirt, the Gyarados was making it work.

Now grounded, Sepkat would be the only one released from her ball—Peklo being far too testy still to try and let the fire-type wander about when surrounded by so much foliage. One stray ember could lead to a forest fire that Matus really didn't want to have to deal with.

"Anything from the Beedrill family, Sepkat. Keep your eyes and ears open for them." Calling both Sila and Divoky back to their pokéballs for a bit of rest; the man would swing himself onto Sepkat's back, gently rubbing at the Liepard's cheek before he'd urge her onward; trusting the usually tempermental feline to follow the instruction as it was given, knowing her senses were far stronger than his own.

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Shalin Nariya

Sepkat — Liepard — OK
Sila — Togekiss — Tired
Divoky — Gyarados — Tired
Peklo — Charmander — In Time-out

Shalin creaked open the wood door on the giant, hollowed-out tree. revealing the entrance to her Secret Base in the northwest corner of Petalburg Woods. It was her home away from her humble abode in Ecruteak, and she was considering a permanent move to here. There were just enough comforts: a space to fix food, a hammock to sleep in, and basic furniture. Plus, it was remote enough that she never had to worry about anyone stealing anything from the base.

She spread her four medallions on a small table, tilting them in the dim light that filtered through high windows she had installed when she decided to make the base her residence. The likeness of Therian Tornadus, Yveltal, Articuno, and Regigigas were so intricately emblazoned upon the strange metals that they looked like they could come to life at any moment. They were truly remarkable.

Suddenly, a rush of air loudly slammed her Secret Base's door shut as a deafening buzzing sound drowned out all other ambience. Queen Zing's foreleg stings were fully extended, her legs anchored to the ground as her wings beat so fast as to be invisible to the untrained eye. Shalin put her earplugs in and struggled to get the door open...

If the man wasn't already used to how Sepkat moved, the tells she gave before suddenly bursting into a full-on sprint, then the Liepard would've already tossed him from the saddle. Only the time spent familiarizing himself with the feline's antics having him tucking in closer to the saddle—adjusting his posture to make sure he was steadied as the comfortable trot Sepkat had once been in was quick to change into a borderline sprint; The larger obstacles in the way—that Matus wasn't entirely sure were from Divoky or not—were avoided not by just being simple and jumping over them.

No no, Sepkat wasn't that basic, this Liepard was a drama queen and a show off. She had to launch herself from bordering trees to avoid the rocks and fallen branches that impeded the feline's path. If it werent for his full trust in the feline; Matus would've already tried to slow her down, would've yanked on the reigns until they risked flipping to make the Liepard stop. But he believed there was something that caught her interest; whether it was truly related to the insect's line they were after, or if it was just something shiny that the feline had felt was suddenly a threat, he wasn't too certain of.

At least before the buzzing grew loud enough for him to hear over the rushing of the wind past his head. It was faint, even still to him, but the buzzing was unmistakable to be anything other than a Beedrill. The only question now would be, Was it wild?

When the foliage broke away around them; and Sepkat had slid her way to a stop. Matus would raise his head above the feline; getting a proper look at the beauty that was the... surprisingly large Beedrill. And while he couldn't hear it over the deafening buzz of the Beedrill's wings; the snarl that rumbled in Sepkat's chest was plenty felt with how it vibrated through his legs. Though if he had to guess, with the posture the bug held at... was that a door?... that was entirely a door— That bug couldn't be wild. Not with the stance it held; looking more a protective force of nature, than a feral creature trying to break into the tree.

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Shalin Nariya

Sepkat — Liepard — OK
Sila — Togekiss — Tired
Divoky — Gyarados — Tired
Peklo — Charmander — In Time-out

From how high-pitched and loud Queen Zing's buzzing was, whatever was out there had to be serious. The droning sounded much like a revving engine. Even from within the tree, Shalin could feel the vibration as she clearly heard her Beedrill's wings buzzing at full speed. Then, it stopped as suddenly as it started. The rush of air sealing her Secret Base's door shut ceased, the girl finally able to open the door.

"What in the world was going on out here, Queen Zing?" she asked as the bug-type's compound eyes flickered red, her wings taking a much needed rest from just how much power she had put into them. She looked to one side of the woods, then the other, catching sight of a Liepard and an intimidating looking man astride the feline. "Well, hello there! Don't mind Queen Zing here. I'm still trying to figure out what it is she was so excited about."