for whatever reason, it seems quiet here right now. the silence is kind of unnerving as they progress. they wonder, briefly, if something was here before them and scared the wildlife away.

their answer comes in the form of a lone charjabug, wandering weakly out into view. it's exhausted and injured, all its movements feeble. though it doesn't seem in any significant danger, sterling still approaches carefully, hands out. "hey," they say softly. the charjabug jolts back, not at the sight of sterling but at the sight of their charcadet. realizing why a fire type might not be the best in this situation, they withdraw kay for now, and slowly come closer to the charjabug. it's got some minor scratches and bruising on its body, likely remnants of an earlier battle.

sterling takes their bag off their back and pulls out a first aid kit. they clean up the charjabug's injuries quietly, and with a gentle hand. when they're done, they take a pokeball out and offer it. "i can take you to a pokemon center if you come with me," they say. the charjabug hesitates, but senses that sterling is telling the truth. it reaches out and touches the pokeball, and is caught without a fuss.

sterling stands back up and leaves, heading for a pokemon center.

catching charjabug!