Indigo spun around when he heard the sudden snaps of twigs and leaves followed by a big whump, catching the sight of Dan falling on the forest floor. There she is. Hawka hadn't gotten far ahead of them at all, what a relief. Or not, because she was just about to hit Dan with something nasty, it seemed. "Hey! Hawka!" Indigo fished around for her pokeball, dropping it in the process instead. Damnit!
Although it seemed like Hawka was about to charge Dan and angry over being tripped upon, such was not the case. Rather upset about something else, instead of charging directly for Daniel or retreating towards Indigo, she made a beeline into the bushes just as Indy managed to grab her pokeball. He wiped the sweat off his brow and groaned, feeling his heart rate shoot up again. Agh, why doesn't she listen? Hearing her soft peeps, he peered through the dense brush.
There was another pokemon! Indigo didn't know the name, but it reminded him of the Rattata in Kanto. This creature seemed to look vaguely like some kind of rodent with puffed out cheeks and large incisors. The eyes were even red like Rattata had, although much more intense. Hawka seemed to be talking to the pokemon. Though it was hard to tell from a human's point of view, she was in fact reassuring the pokemon, who was wagging it's tail and squeaking fiercely.
Who's that pokemon- oh wait I have a pokedex. Indigo retrieved the device and switched it on, the screen coming to life with a soft blue glow. An image of the pokemon appeared front and center, so high quality that it could even be zoomed in on to see the very bristles of fine fur. There was a text caption underneath but the pokedex began to speak.
Patrat, the Scout Pokémon. Using food stored in cheek pouches-" and Indigo quickly muted the dex. Alright that's annoying. Let's see... They use their tails to communicate with others... He frowned. She looked mad before... Is she arguing or something? "Hawka! Are you bothering that Patrat?" The Patrat in question jumped up before retreating into the tangled green and brown of the forest. Hawka shook her head fiercely, chirping, running back to Indigo and pecking at his laces angrily.
"You can't just go running off. Don't get mad at me," Indigo protested, then paused, suddenly feeling as if he were being watched. And indeed, they were. The Patrat had come out of the woodwork so to speak, and they were everywhere. And they weren't too sure about these humans in their forest. "Um... Wow there are a lot of you, aren't there?" He rose up from his crouched position and some of them scampered back into their hiding places. But some stayed, curious. A few held looks of polite interest while others seemed to be waiting for some eventual misfortune to happen.
"Let's make sure we don't disturb them..." Indigo said.