[Is it!! Is it, Red!? Luckily, he's used enough to being briefly but intensely annoyed by such things and immediately turning back away from them, so he's steered easily to the change in focus to gathering the rocks.]
[Blue is happy to just peacefully pick amongst rocks like they were back to being a couple of kids on a camping trip, and thinks nothing of it when he feels Red grip his shoulder.] Now what is it, are these rocks weird too--?
[His head lifts to look where Red is staring at, and the rocks he'd had in his hands tumble to the ground. What the....? He straightens up immediately, perhaps throwing Red off-guard a little with the grip he's got on his shoulder, and whips his head around. His face has gone sheet white. At first, instinctively, he darts a hand to the back of his belt to grip a Pokéball; but then he remembers their current predicament, and tsks softly to himself.]
The Furret do you think that could be....? A pissed off Ursaring around here, somewhere...? [This place was so foreign, it was hard to tell what it could be, but an unfriendly Pokémon seemed the most logical.]
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[Blue is happy to just peacefully pick amongst rocks like they were back to being a couple of kids on a camping trip, and thinks nothing of it when he feels Red grip his shoulder.] Now what is it, are these rocks weird too--?
[His head lifts to look where Red is staring at, and the rocks he'd had in his hands tumble to the ground. What the....? He straightens up immediately, perhaps throwing Red off-guard a little with the grip he's got on his shoulder, and whips his head around. His face has gone sheet white. At first, instinctively, he darts a hand to the back of his belt to grip a Pokéball; but then he remembers their current predicament, and tsks softly to himself.]
The Furret do you think that could be....? A pissed off Ursaring around here, somewhere...? [This place was so foreign, it was hard to tell what it could be, but an unfriendly Pokémon seemed the most logical.]