OOC
Hot damn. It was just that. Gale looked around. Hard-packed ground. And a big-ass canyon wall. This wouldn't be fun. He peered around, catching sight of two competing Cubone, uplifted earth where there was likely a Diglett or Dugtrio, Trapinch, Nincada, and a Sandile. Hoisting his belt up, Gale walked over to a Nincada. But before was within twenty feet of it, it burrowed into a crack in the Earth. "'suppose I didn't want you anyway," he said. The Diglett and/or Dugtrio wouldn't be an option. They were already under the ground. On his left, the Sandile, sharpening its claws, and on the right, the two Cubone continued to fight. Gale walked left, giving a smug look at the Pokemon. It looked back uncaringly. "You think you're tough, little guy?" he said, unamused.
They both kept their cool. This Sandile was a tough nut to crack. "Well, good. I could use that," Gale grinned. He threw a rock at the Sandile, clearly angering it. Yet it remained. One more rock should work, he thought. And throw the rock he did. The Sandile was aggravated, crawling towards him. Before he reached Gale though, the Poke Ball hit him, encapsulating him. Click went the ball.
And out went the crocodile. Sandile was thrown out the ball, landing on the ground in its cool, lax manner. "No hard feelings either, bugger. I like that." Gale returned Sandile, then returned to the group in time to see the Dewgong create an ice runway. She slid down, followed by Pangoro and Deino. Gale still cringed a bit, remembering the showdown on that mountain. Water under the bridge, he supposed. And hoped. Amarantha wasn't far. "Ready to move out, Ammy?" he asked, holding out his arm.