Mauville City was sometimes a little dizzying, for Ettie to navigate. So many people, so many buildings, so many sights, so many sounds... Could you blame her, if things sometimes got a little overwhelming? All the same though, it was partially for that reason that Ettie liked wandering about (with the other reason being that it was a chance to visit Josh Devlin and co, and to race around with him for a bit, when he wasn't busy with gym challenges!)

But for her occasional wanderings, she never did consider the possibility of wandering through Mauville at night. And safe to say, it was a different experience.

In the entertainment and shopping areas, it was a dizzying display of colors and lights - one that Ettie had to pull her tinted goggles over her sensitive eyes, to explore without blinding herself. There were far fewer kids closer to her age on the streets, and instead there being far more adults - adults who sometimes cast her puzzled glances as she passed by, with Anne at her side.

However, what was truly different was the residential levels - namely, Mauville Hills. Here, it was quiet and peaceful - very few people wandering around, with the only lights being the glow of colors from the other levels. The rustles and occasional calls of stray pokemon could be heard - and Ettie, curious, kept her eyes out.

This is where she'd met Ruffian, Duchess, and Princess, once upon a time. Perhaps, if she kept her eyes peeled, she'd find more pokemon looking for a pack of their own...?

Ettie's expression was one of awe as Josh spoke of legendary pokemon. She could barely imagine how strong such pokemon might be, to manage the supposed feats that Josh mentioned they were capable of - of changing the world, or even the 'cosmos', whatever that was. That there was only one in existence for some species though, well, Ettie couldn't help a gentle frown. "Sounds... Lonely," She spoke thoughtfully - idly running her fingers through Saber's fur as she mulled it over.

But before long, her expression turned to a smile, as she stated "Ettie wanna meet. Make-friends. Then not-lonely!" Sure, maybe it wasn't the same as being able to surround yourself with those like yourself, but having a friend or packmates around helped keep the loneliness away!

Saber appeared to be getting ideas, though. The only warning Ettie would have to this was the Manectric's beckon, and Josh's call, before the lightning-wolf was suddenly off! Her giggles and whoops initially turned into a startled squeal as he sprinted down the concourse with a Quick Attack - the wildchild having to hold on for dear life, to avoid being thrown off from inertia! The wind blowing past them and the bright lights rushing by, it was almost too much for her - she could barely keep her eyes open...

... And yet, despite that, as the surprise faded - it gave way into pure delight. Ettie's laughter drowned out only by the sounds of the wind rushing around them as she adjusted her position - a hand pulling her goggles down over her eyes, so that she could properly see what was ahead. This was so fast - faster than she'd ever been! It made her heart beat hard in her chest, the excitement of it all being almost akin to the thrill of the hunt - and these feelings demanded that they make themselves known.

Throwing back her head, Ettie would let out a whooping howl of delight, for as long as her little lungs could handle.

But, sadly, it couldn't last forever. Ettie took well to the high speeds, but she was still unused to going so fast (briefly swaying on her legs as she got down from Saber's back,) and Josh wanted to make the switch to his aquatic pokemon. As Saber whined from her praise though, the young girl smiled warmly - gently tilting her forehead against the Manectric's, as she ran her fingers through his fur one last time. "Ettie wanna run-fast again, later." She promised Saber - adding "Was lots-fun!"

Following Josh's instructions though, the transition from land to water would be made - Ettie crouching down and making sure to discharge any static lingering in her clothes and hair. Ulysses splashing her would be met with a surprised - but happy - giggle, and she'd waste no time in dropping down into the Dewgong's saddle. As she got situated, she'd run her fingers along the smooth and dense fur that would keep him warm in colder waters - not unlike Pago's, though that wasn't a surprise, given Seels and Dewgongs being in the same 'family'.

Once both riders were situated though, it seemed that Josh's Sharpedo - Snacker - had decided to be a show off, Aqua Jet-ing off through the waters! As Josh and Winky gave chase, Ettie would giggle and nudge Ulysses forwards - saying "We chase, too!" with a bright smile. How fast would the Dewgong be, compared to the others, she wondered?

Food and shelter, safe to say, were more than handled. Anne was able to confirm that the cavern was vacant of any prior occupants, (though then again, what would live out here - besides spirits - that'd take up residence in a cave?) All the whilst, the group got right to work on setting up a campfire - and Johanna had brought plenty of food! Haru and Barbara were quick to help out with this - gathering branches and tinder from the surrounding area, and bringing them back to put into a pile for the campfire.

As Simba approached Ettie, the young girl would blink up to him, before smiling and reaching up to scritch him on the cheek. "Hello Friend!" She greeted the pyroar, before giving him a gentle nudge in the direction of the campfire, "Ettie-friends want help with fire," She informed Simba, before adding "Then we rest and eat!"

Which, from there, it didn't take long for the campfire to get put together. Once it was properly lit, Ettie would let out her other packmates - the canids happy to get a chance to stretch their legs and mingle with one another in what was a (relatively) safe space. "Stay close," Ettie reminded them - reaching down to scritch Rascal behind the ear in reassurance. "Safer in group!"

Princess and Duchess both would approach Johanna - idly sniffing at the young woman. Princess would be staring at the sandwiches hungrily. Duchess, meanwhile, was just happy to try and make friends - lightly nipping at Johanna's fingertips in an attempt to get her to play!

Ruffian and Rascal, meanwhile, took to checking out Callan. He seemed to put on a somewhat tough persona, compared to the other humans here... But Ruffian could be tougher! The lillipup would hold his head high and puff his chest. And Rascal, watching Ruffian's behavior, would attempt doing the same - puffing her chest, and looking Callan in the eye!

Finally, of the pups, there was Pago - who observed Josh with idle curiosity, tilting his head one way and then the other. The human was pretty friend-shaped, if you asked him - perhaps he'd make a good spot to lay around on, rather than on the hard rocky ground. The second that the racer was seated, he'd find himself with a certain seel climbing into his lap - yawning briefly.

Ettie giggled at the pack's shenanigans; retrieving a few of the sandwiches that Johanna provided, she'd begin to share them with the pack - tearing off bitesized chunks for either herself, or for one of her packmates. She wouldn't eat Johanna out of house and home though - she had brought some food of her own as well, after all - fruits and berries, with rations like dried meats and cheese! But, as they ate, something was on Ettie's mind...

"Friends... Howl with pack?" She'd ask - glancing to the others. This was the first time she got to spend the night with the other three, as far as she could recall... "Pack howl together, before sleep!" It was something that helped affirm eachothers' bonds, in Ettie's opinion - to just howl together as one, for the sake of it, whilst they were winding down for rest. And even if Callan or Josh or Johanna weren't packmates in the same way she was - they each had their own packs, after all - she still felt they were friends, to have been adventuring together like this!

Present:


Callan Young , Josh Devlin , Johanna Joy

The female liepard yowled as she was struck by the Silver Wind - managing to avoid being completely blown over, though her pelt was left marred and glittery in the wake of the attack. However, it seemed that she was perfectly willing to play up just how much it actually hurt - using Fake Tears as she attempted to hide from Ribbon behind Spot. Rubbing her cheek against his side in faux-affection, she'd meow softly and sadly all the whilst. Such rough and cruel treatment, she'd lament to him - was this really what she deserved?

Surely, if there was some good in Spot's heart - (Lucario were noble creatures, weren't they?) - he'd make sure that this slight against a noncombatant did not go unscolded...

Julia's reassurance seemed to help a little - some of the tension draining out of Ettie's body, even if the young child remained close by. She couldn't bring herself to tear her gaze away from the gliscor, though - the scorpid pokemon in question snickering at the two humans, as well as Princess, in a taunting fashion. However, before the Snubbull could respond to the disrespect, Julia would have a plan - namely, sending out her huntail, Marina, to use Whirlpool!

Much like with Princess before, the gliscor would attempt to swing its tail at Marina - but the strike missed, just grazing against the water-type's tail. Round and round, the water began to rise and spin - and though the gliscor attempted to take wing to escape, it would find itself pulled into the tow. Spun around dizzily, the gliscor flailed in the water - but something strange began to happen...

... Namely, the gliscor's form beginning to shimmer strangely; wavering, wobbling, like the water that enveloped it, until - in its place - there was suddenly a zoroark! And as soon as the zoroark's ruse was revealed, the shadows in the forest beyond began to disappear as well - the fox pokemon being all too dizzy to properly maintain them!

(Ettie, too, seemed to relax a little at this - even if she still felt a little unsettled.)

Whilst the other enemy pokemon were occupied though, Anne managed to get some of the dirt out of her eyes - and she couldn't help a displeased grumble. She had lost sight of the male liepard, and he had slipped away - but to where? Was he just waiting for the right moment to strike..?

The sound of bleating broke the lycanroc from her thoughts though - and Anne and Ettie both would glance back towards the pen, to see a lone wooloo. The little sheep pokemon was crying out with a worried look in their eyes - attempting to butt their head against the fence, as if to get to the group!

Ettie blinked, moving over to the wooloo, and reaching out to pet them through the fence. "What wrong?" She asked softly, her tone reassuring. "Is okay, pack protect!"

The wooloo, however, shook their head - bleating once more, before grabbing the sleeve of Ettie's jacket in their mouth and trying to pull. It was then, that Ettie noticed the distant sounds of distressed cries, from other wooloo...

Anne, her eyes flashing in recognition, would snarl as if cursing at herself. This was one hell of a situation, but the lycanroc was not about to abandon her allies to this fight. Barking to Duchess and Princess, she directed the two pups to follow Ettie - and immediately moving over to Julia, she'd use her head to push the ranger in the direction of the pen. Though she was loathe to leave Ettie alone in a dangerous situation, she trusted Julia, and she trusted in her younger packmates.

Ettie, now understanding the situation, would begin to scale the fence - "Julia-friend! With me!" - only pausing just long enough to lift Princess over, and to give Duchess a chance to squeeze through the fence. But once the three were in the pen, they were off in the direction of the herd - the little wooloo leading the way!

"Ettie like Malik!" Ettie agreed with a bright smile - giving Malik one last pat on the head, before deciding to leave the fomantis be - just so that he could properly rest and recuperate now. He wouldn't get much rest, if she kept patting and chattering the grass type's ear off, after all. Still, she'd cast happy little glances in the fomantis' direction - clearly endeared to Malik.

Ettie would tilt her head in a thoughtful fashion as Toki compared one's pack to family, though - and as she thought it over herself... She realized that it wasn't too far from the truth! Most of her original family were her parents, aunts/uncles, siblings, or cousins, anyways! "Yeah!" Ettie confirmed with a smile, nodding eagerly. "Pack is family! Ettie loves pack-family!" Love was the name for that warm feeling she got in her chest, whenever she thought of those close to her, right? Cause if so, she held lots of love for those around her - her pack especially!

With everything handled though, the group continued on down the road - and it seemed that there wouldn't be any other wild pokemon emerging from the wilderness beyond. Thus, the group was left in peace - and as Aylin bwarked out a song, Duchess would attempt to bark along (although someone would likely need to teach the little electrike how to sing, before she takes it to stage.)

When Toki spoke, Ettie smiled to him and nodded. "Toki-pack are friends! Toki-pack are nice, too!" She spoke, reaching over to hold Toki's hand and give it a brief squeeze. "Toki good packleader!" She saw how well Toki directed Malik and Aylin - his pack respected and followed him, and he respected and cared for them in turn. If that wasn't the sign of a good leader, she didn't know what was!

Though, it seemed Toki had trouble making friends with other humans - and well... Ettie would smile, mentioning "Ettie is new friend, yes? Toki doing great!" Sure, she recognized that she was... A bit odd, compared to other humans who were raised by their own kin. But nonetheless, Toki seemed plenty friendly and nice, so she was sure he'd find more friends in time!

And she was sure he'd have plenty of opportunities to socialize in Fortree . She could see, off in the distance, the shapes of the treetop buildings that made up the city (even if they blended in with the rest of the forest, to the naked eye.) "Almost-Fortree!" Ettie spoke to Toki with a bright smile, pointing ahead. They were almost there!

The blades of wind would send some of the fighting-types scattering about the clearing, in frantic attempts to avoid being struck by what would be a super-effective move. But it was safe to say that of those who had gotten hit, they were hurting - a handful of both Primeapes and Passimians sent tumbling and screeching. Those who were particularly hurt - such as from head-on strikes - seemed to decide that this wasn't it, chief - and turning tail, they'd flee for the cover and safety of the woods.

But, there was still the trouble of all the other pokemon present - and none of them were looking to remain idle, given their advance upon the slowly-descending Shalin and Flit. As the ranger shouted her warning though, Ettie and Anne were quick to heed it - the lycanroc picking up her sister by the back of her shirt like scruffing a pup, and moving just beyond the treeline...

... Just in time for a deafening buzzing to rattle the clearing, hard enough for snow to be shaken from the boughs of the trees at the edges. It drowned out even the pained cries of the Primeapes and Passimians that had stood their ground - and a number of them (including the one that had been clinging to Flit) would join their compatriots in scattering into the wilderness, all in the name of getting away from the horrendous noise! Clearly, whatever it was that the two packs had been fighting over, it wasn't worth dealing with this nonsense.

Even for those handfuls who stood their ground though, they could feel the sound down into their bones - looking visibly rattled, even as the noise began to die off. These remainders, they likely were the biggest and toughest of their respective packs - but even they were letting out heavy breaths as they recovered from the onslaught. Though they'd attempt to chatter to one another, it was clear that all they could still hear was the ringing in their ears - visibly disoriented and disorganized as a result.

But, whilst the sound drove off many of the monkey pokemon, it would end up drawing the attention of other pokemon - namely, the rest of Ettie's pack! There would be barking amongst the trees as those that Ettie had initially told to wait came running - and above the clearing, Astus and Adrea circled - looking to be assessing the situation at large. What had been going on here? What was that racket that they had heard, just a second ago? Were the packleaders okay?

Safe to say, Ettie and Anne were both alright - even if they looked a bit rattled from the sound of Flit's Z-Move. It was a good thing that Shalin had made the warning - cause even from a distance, Anne couldn't help but grumble as she lightly pawed at one of her ears from the faint (though thankfully fading) ringing she could still hear. Sometimes, there were downsides, to having a sensitive sense of hearing!

But, even as Anne caught up the rest of the pack on what had went on - Ettie glanced back to Shalin and Flit. Cupping her hands to her mouth, she'd raise her voice - calling to the ranger "Is okay?! Friend need help?!"

It was possible - the handful of primeapes and passimians that remained even after Flitting Fortissimo were starting to regroup, eyes glaring and teeth bared in Shalin's direction. The passimians would begin to move for a fallen log - and working together, they'd heft it up in an attempt to Fling it at Shalin and Flit! On top of that, the primeapes had clearly decided that they could play the sound game too - for a number of them would begin to scream and holler at Flit in overlapping collective Screeches!

Present:

The Border was a strange place. And yet, in a way, it was also the sort of place where Ettie felt free, in a sense. Wide open wilds, stretched across the numerous floating islands that made up this place - and much of it felt mostly-untouched by anything that could be attributed to 'civilization', even if it would be strange for there to be settlements and the like in what was ultimately purgatory. There was something in the air though, that always made Ettie feel the desire to move, to simply run as far as her heart's desire would take her. To let herself go free, and simply return to the roots she knows as a wild beast.

Perhaps, if it ever became safe enough to wander in here with just the pack and herself, she would - exploring all that this place had to offer, whilst letting go of the boundaries that humanity posed. But for now? She had others, to help look after - namely her fellow expedition-mates - as they crossed a glassy-silken bridge onto a new island, in search of something. Specifically, a place to set up a base at - though in Ettie's own words, a den.

The young wildchild rode atop Anne's back - and though her pack was with her, the only others out of their pokeballs at this time would be Haru, Barbara, and her newest addition - a mightyena by the name of Madame. They would take point in keeping an eye out for any potential dangers in their surroundings - be it environmental, spiritual, or otherwise - and Barbara was large enough and perfectly content to bear a human on their back, if anyone made the request. On top of that, would be the two corvids - Adrea and Astus, who were periodically scouting ahead and returning to report back to Anne and Ettie.

It's when the honchkrow and murkrow both return - Adrea roosting on Ettie's lifted arm - that the wildchild would glance to the others. "Flock found something," She spoke - before glancing back to Adrea and asking "For den?"

The murkrow nodded with a hearty crow, gesturing with her wing someplace to the northwest - where the island goes from gently sloping plains, to something more craggy and mountainous off in the distance. She puffs her chest proudly with a slight upturn of her beak - seemingly taking credit for the find... At least, until Astus would make a displeased croak in her direction.

Ettie giggled as the two corvids began to banter/bicker - and reaching into her bag, she pulled out some treats for the both of them, as she turned her attentions to the rest of the group. "We go?" She asked - pointing in the same direction that Adrea had indicated, once her hand was freed up. They may as well get a move on, before whatever constituted 'night' fell here - if there were any particularly nasty dangers in a given area, they usually came out with the dark of night.

Present:

Callan Young , Josh Devlin , Johanna Joy

There seemed to be a shift in Nikita's demeanor - one that had Anne, in turn, briefly tilting her head as she reassessed the man before her. He was no less suspicious to her now than he was before - but he seemed a bit less hostile, even if still not outright friendly. And she could, at the very least, ease up in turn.

Ettie, though, would smile a bit more brightly at the older man accepting her apology, and she nodded in response to his caution. Maybe she should let people know, when they were approaching, then? So that they didn't misunderstand, and think that Ettie and her pack were hunting them? That seemed like the ideal answer, if people didn't like getting snuck up on, at least. "Ettie warn, then!" She declared with a smile - whether or not she had misunderstood what Nikita meant would likely be up to the detective.

But there was another warning - namely, about Ettie's trusting nature. The wildchild blinked a second, tilting her head as Nikita spoke of 'wolves' and 'metaphor'. Safe to say, she didn't wholly understand what he meant. (So was he not really speaking about wolves? What was he talking about, then?) But it sounded as though he was concerned about her trusting others - to which she smiled gently. "Is okay!" She reassured Nikita, briefly lifting a hand to pet Anne on the shoulder. "Pack protect pack. Is safe!"

(That, and there would likely be an element of surprise against any would-be attackers, when they come to realize that Ettie had zero qualms in using her teeth and nails in a fight.)

As the houndstone looked Anne in the eye though, the lycanroc would meet his in turn - studying him for a moment, as if she were trying to gauge what the ghost-type's own thoughts may be. It was hard to read much in the skeletal face of the beast, though, without things like the lips to convey a snarl, no ears as far as she could see, or even a tongue to loll. So, she'd simply make a chuff of greeting - waiting to see what the houndstone's own response would be.

But before long, the pack had taken to investigating - and Nikita, in turn, would come to join in. As the detective asked questioned, Ettie would perk up - before turning her attention to the scene as a whole, looking around. There was some broken vegetation, including a low-hanging half-snapped branch near where the shoe had gotten stuck in the mud and snow. Did the person that Nikita was tracking use the branch to pull themself free? "Broken plants... But not-fight, Ettie thinks..." There would've been a lot more stuff disturbed here, and perhaps even signs of blood, if there had been a fight or struggle...

All that aside though, Ettie shrugged - unable to help wrinkling her nose a little as she noticed the cigarette smell on Nikita. "Duchess says is lone-human... Not safe - but maybe has pokeballs?" Ettie spoke, explaining the gist of her understanding of the situation. She certainly hoped that the human had pokemon on them, at the very least... Glancing to the electrike in question though, she'd ask "What way?"

To which, Duchess would take a second to sniff around, before pointing with her paw - glancing back to the group with a bark. If her nose was right, then it seemed as though the human they were tracking was wandering deeper into the wilderness...

Bert in one arm, Ruffian in the other, Ettie would cradle them both as she sat back down with Uriah. But, to hear that the flapple apparently liked her would put a bright smile on the wildchild's face. "Ettie like Bert, too!" She'd respond, giving Bert a gentle squeeze with her arm.

But, it didn't seem like Uriah or his pokemon were going to be able to stay for much longer. They had someplace to go - and though Ettie was briefly disappointed that they'd have to leave so soon, she nonetheless nodded. "Ettie happy to meet, too!" She'd call in turn, waving them farewell (once Bert had made his own departure,) as they left.

Those were some nice friends, Ettie mused to herself - even if not in those exact words - petting Ruffian all the whilst. Maybe they'd meet again, at some point...?

Indeed - even if Ettie used the reins as a way to make sure she stayed secure on Saber's back, she had a very different method of directing other pokemon. With Anne, Ettie would sometimes use the rock spikes of her mane as 'handlebars' to gently steer the lycanroc when need be - but in the case of Saber, who didn't have them, she instead would use gentle pressure from her hands against the sides of his neck and his shoulders to direct him.

But really, she was perfectly happy to let Saber lead the way - trusting in the manectric's judgement, and not wanting to feel like she was bossing around a pokemon who she wasn't a packleader to.

And as they moved along - towards what looked to be a more aquatic sector within the Gym - Josh mulled over the questions that Ettie posed regarding war-heroes. Ettie cocked her head in a curious fashion as he mused out loud - and in that moment, she had a pretty good idea of how complex this subject was likely going to be. Which was to say: oh boy, she was going to do a learn today.

Ettie had no clue what 'superhuman' meant - besides she supposed humans who were super in some way? 'Task force' was a little confusing at first for her, too. But she, at the very least, was able to understand the gist of what Josh was trying to explain - nodding along as he spoke. She understood that if something bad ever happened to a large part of Hoenn, or even the world as a whole, that there was a group of people who were dedicated to stopping it. And that some of the previous Gym Leaders who once worked here were members of this task force, too! Because they had gotten the attention of a 'legendary Pokemon'...

... Which, that prompted a question from Ettie. "What... Is 'legendary'? What-make legendary? What-make not-legendary?" She'd ask, glancing to Saber. What separated a legendary pokemon from one who wasn't legendary? "Is strong? Leader?"

Saber's enthusiasm and speed were plenty enjoyed by Ettie though, prompting giggles and whoops of joy from the young wildchild. This may have been faster than what she was usually used to, but she seemed to take to it like a champ - adjusting her position in the saddle to adapt as she allowed the manectric to go as fast as he pleased. She was going to have to get used to one day riding on Duchess' back one way or another, after all!

Though, the talk of Raikou itself was curious; a pokemon from Johto legend, that was known as being one of - if not the - fastest land pokemon around? Ettie could scarcely imagine how fast that must be, considering her having seen how fast that Saber could get at his fastest with his Z-Move. But, to hear that Raikou had perished... Ettie frowned gently, sympathetically, but nodded in understanding. She supposed that would make Raikou a war-hero, too, right...?

Upon entering Sector 2 proper, Ettie would remain on Saber's back for the time being as Josh introduced the different aquatic pokemon that he had - each one coming in a variety of shapes (and personalities, too, given Snacker's temper tantrum!) "Hello! Friends!" Ettie greeted the water-types with a wave, smiling brightly. They looked pretty neat - and much like Josh said, Ulysses seemed quite curious to her. So that was what Pago would grow up into?

At the offer to go for a swim, Ettie glanced to Josh, before nodding. "Ok!" She chirped in agreement - getting off of Saber's back, and patting the manectric on the shoulder. "Good Saber! Thank you for ride!" She spoke praisingly, before glancing over to Ulysses - approaching the Dewgong. She crouched down at the water's edge, extending a hand for Ulysses to sniff, as she asked him for permission "Can-ride, Ulysses?"

It had been a startling sight, to see the mightyena stagger out into the middle of the road. Slow and stumbling steps, slow and sluggish deep breaths, all lead up to the dark-type collapsing in the open - panting. Initially, Ettie's thought had been that the mightyena was injured - and yet, as the pack drew closer to investigate, they came to realize that the answer was something different. Namely, that of hunger - the mightyena appeared to be dangerously thin, her fur coat lacking any shine or its natural thickness, and her muscles lacking.

If Ettie had to hazard a guess, there were likely two major factors in the poor hyena's situation. For on one hand, she was alone; there was no pack to speak of, as far as Ettie could see - and none of her own pokemon detected anything else nearby either. A lone hunter didn't have to catch anything big to fill their belly, sure, but they also had fewer options for food they could actually catch. At least with a pack, even if everyone had to eat, a small catch was still a catch - and if other predators or scavengers came along, you had a better chance of fending them off to keep it.

But on the other hand, was also the shift in climate. Ettie didn't have to be a meteorologist to know that this was the coldest the region has ever been as far as she could remember - and with the weather changes, also came changes in food availability. Cold meant times of lean, despite the fact that the weather means you find yourself having to eat more to keep up with your metabolism trying to warm you back up.

All it took was one too many missed meals though, and it was a bit of a downward spiral from there. You'd find yourself with less and less energy, energy that could've been spent on hunts that only continue to go wrong because you lack the strength necessary. Go on long enough, despite the stomach pains and growing aches and fatigue, and well...

... One day, you simply fall asleep, and never wake back up.

Safe to say, Ettie sympathized with the mightyena's plight - she was no stranger to going to sleep on an empty belly, even if things never got as dire as the dark-type's situation did. Stepping closer, she'd kneel down next to the hyena - even as the mightyena turned her weary eyes onto Ettie, and let out a weak warning growl.

Ettie wasn't daunted by this, however - and instead, she'd simply attempt to make herself appear smaller, speaking softly. "Is okay..." She murmured, digging through her bag. "Am friend." She'd avoid meeting the dark-type's eyes for too long, so as to avoid conveying any sort of aggression - all the whilst pulling out some jerky. "Not a lot... But Ettie share," She spoke - taking a piece into her mouth, and chewing on it to soften it, not unlike how pups being weaned were sometimes fed in her old pack. And once it was easier to swallow down, she'd offer it to the mightyena.

Even if Ettie didn't have a lot of meat on her right now, that was okay - they could hunt for more, once the mightyena had something on her stomach. But either way, she was here to help the mightyena - no one would starve on her watch.