he approached to study the claw marks on the trees. they were big enough to be considered as a result of one of his lycanroc's roughhousing with each other, though he cannot recall them doing so.

"whatever it was, i don't think it'll have a good day today."

he scratches the back of his head as he tries to word the next statement on his head without getting someone as attached to nature as cait reacting violently. "i'm looking for a pokemon i need and i kinda set up traps all over the place." it was probably his fault that whichever pokemon that the territorial markings were from suddenly got aggressive with their borders.

a yelp of an eevee sounded nearby soon after. stealth rocks had proven themselves effective as the moment kyle turned and raced after the cry, he'd see a whimpering, limping eevee trying to drag itself away from the stealth rocks.

kyle says nothing and wastes no time throwing a pokeball at it at max velocity.

he tasks one of his rockruff to retrieve the pokeball he caught the eevee with, pointing to the direction with a nudge of his head. the rockruff obliges without question as it fetches the ball thrown.

"relax," he says as he turns to cait, trying to coax her. "it's not gonna harm the forest, i think."

the rockruff returns shortly. he grabs the pokeball from its mouth, rubbing the saliva off with his jeans, before pocketing the pokeball. it wasn't what he was looking for, but he wouldn't turn down the opportunity to have another one.

"they're just stealth rocks. they time out eventually. instructed the 'rocs to only get the smaller pokemon too. even then, it shouldn't injure them that much." he was tempted to release the eevee out and use it as an example for the injuries, but he felt like it was too much effort just to prove a point.

still, he supposed it wouldn't be bad to dismantle them all. he already has a prized 'mon for the day, even if it wasn't the one he was looking for.

"aight, aight. fine, fine." he starts walking to a direction. "i'll try to remember where i set them up. gonna break them down just for you."

"i got band-aids," he offers her. he pulls out a pack from a bag attached to his waist. "i don't think it's gonna fix your shirt though."

kyle doesn't know the severity of her wound, nor does he care to ask. cait was the type to endure painful shit such as this and could have made a small deal out of a non-lethal injury. on the other hand, she seems fine. band-aids should be enough if she takes it.

a bark from his lycanroc indicates another pokemon getting caught in one of their traps. the rest of the pack goes to follow the scent of the wounded pokemon, leaving kyle with just his midnight form lycanroc.

he forces the small box to cait's hands before leaving. "you can, uh, take and apply those at home if you want." if she does leave, it would leave him with more time with the traps set up. he doubts that she'd let him though, if he knows how lazy and opportunistic he can get.

a houndour lies on where the stealth rocks were. "it's not dead, right?" kyle deemed it to be too dramatic and was just incapable of tolerating pain like most pokemon. he throws a pokeball at it regardless.

the lycanroc catches the box in kyle's stead, who already has his back turned on her. he got too excited with seeing the results of his self-proclaimed genius strat in hunting pokemon.

"hey look, i got a houndour."

he shows the pokeball to cait, who probably does not care about dogs as much as him. he gets one of his lycanroc to disable the stealth rocks. stone edge from one of them eventually destroys it.

"since when did you start wearing expensive shit anyways?" he asks as he raises a brow in question. it shifts to a smile right afterwards, appearing enthusiastic uncharacteristically. "oh, and bring someone with roar next time you go in areas filled with wild pokemon. works like a charm, even against scary 'mons such as bisharp."

shifting the topic to something else was not his strong suit.