A rustle in the undergrowth - initially, Ettie jumped a bit at the noise, having been lost in her own thoughts. Though, slowly - but surely - she creeps forward, pokes her head past the bushes...

... To see a Bibarel - completely in its own little world, chewing at a tree!

Ettie blinked a bit at the sight, before giggling softly, especially when Duchess would poke her head through the bushes to bark greetings at the beaver pokemon!

Which, once the Bibarel noticed their presences, he'd blink - before scampering off, clearly startled by the sight of an entire pack standing before him!

Once the normal-type was out of sight, Ettie couldn't help another snicker as she walks off. What was that silly Bibarel doing all the way out here, she wondered? It was a bit of a way's away from any water, wasn't it?

It was not long before the pack spotted another wild pokemon. Although, safe to say, this was one that had caught Ettie's attention a good deal! A little wooloo was trotting along the beaten path - and at the sight of it, Mary was eager to meet his kin, letting out a happy bleat as he ran up to meet her!

And Ettie, being Ettie, was right behind him.

At the approach, the wild wooloo would glance back to the two, cocking her head curiously. "Meeehhhh?" She bleated, inquisitively.

"Meehhhh!" Mary spoke up, his ears happily wiggling.

"Mehhhhhh," The wild wooloo responded, appearing interested.

"Mehhhhhhhhhh!" Ettie joined in, giggling cheerily.

Anne watched the proceedings with faint amusement - especially endeared at the little bleats that Ettie would make, as if she were joining in on the conversation being held. Though, given how eagerly the trio were 'chatting' amongst eachother...

... She had a feeling that the pack would be here for awhile.