A rustle from the bushes caught Anne's attention - her ears pricking up, as her gaze turned towards the foliage that surrounded the clearing by the entrance. It was clear to see that she was no longer alone here - a braixen emerging from the leaves, and briefly brushing themself off. Slowly, carefully, they'd gaze at their surroundings - but as soon as their eyes fell upon Anne, they'd jolt in surprise, as if a rattata who had stumbled upon an ekans.

Anne, however, would express no aggression towards the visitor. Instead, her eyes lit up with interest as she chuffed a greeting - gesturing with her head to invite the braixen over. Canid pokemon - even if the braixen was not of the variety that she was familiar with - were stronger, and safer, in numbers. And on top of such, Ettie was sure to be happy to meet a new potential friend once she woke up.

Which, the fox pokemon was somewhat uncertain at first... But seeing no hostilities or deciet in the lycanroc's eyes, they'd accept the invitation - sitting down nearby. The braixen's body language read of uncertainty and nervousness - they knew they were a bit of an odd one out in this equation, and yet the notion of a friendly face was a welcome one.

It did not take long though, for the rest of the pack to begin stirring. First came Princess, who would give the braixen a gentle 'whuff' in greeting as she settled down next to Anne. Then there was Duchess, whose greeting was far more energetic - a happy yip as she ran up to investigate the braixen.

The wild fox would blink owlishly at this - clearly caught off guard by the enthusiastic greeting, but... Slowly, as if unsure as to whether this was the right response, they'd reach out to pat Duchess on the head.

(The electrike, in response, began vibrating happily.)

But finally, Ettie would step out - Ruffian still groggy and half-asleep in her arms. "Hello pack," She'd greet with a warm smile - briefly sharing a nuzzle with Anne as they neared one another. "Ettie wanna eat. Pack wanna eat?" She'd question as she sat down - pulling out her bag to pass out food... At least, until she noticed that they had a visitor, a braixen.

Ettie's eyes lit up curiously at the sight of the vulpine pokemon. "Oh - Hello! Friend!" She greeted, smiling and waving. "Wanna eat, friend?"

The notion of food certainly got the braixen's attention - ears pricking, eyes drifting to the bag. When had been the last time they ate...?

The clear interest the fire-type displayed was enough of an answer for Ettie - and giggling, she'd take the time to pull out some of the food she had stashed in her bag. Some of it was rations that she had picked up in Fortree - dried meat, crackers, hard cheese, and the like - as well as some pokefood. But there was also a number of things such as fruits and berries that she had gathered in her journey. Sure, perhaps they were a little overripe by now - but there wasn't anything wrong with any of the food, otherwise.

Ettie took the time to pass the food out between the pack - attentive to each individual's needs. "Here, pack. Eat good!" They'd probably need to go hunting later today to help supplement it - but for now, this would be plenty to help fill their bellies. And to the braixen, she'd offer a couple of fruits and some jerky - smiling warmly. "Friend eat good!"

The braixen blinked at the offer - but in watching the other pokemon eating... Slowly, carefully, they'd accept it - setting the food on their lap and taking a bite of one of the fruits.

This brightened Ettie's smile, and she'd sit back and nibble on some cheese - leaning on her side against Anne's own, with a happy hum. "Food good. Eating with pack make food good-er!" She spoke to the Braixen. "Friend come with pack? Eat with pack lots! Play with pack lots! Explore lots!"

In agreement, Duchess would yip, her tail wagging eagerly. More friends was good! That meant more pokemon she'd get to play and run and hide-and-seek and run and race with! What else did a pokemon need in life, really?

Anne, meanwhile, would turn a calmer gaze upon the braixen, and give a gentle chuff. It was their choice, whether to come with - but they would otherwise be a welcome addition to the pack, if they so chose.

Catching Befriending Braixen!