don’t go into the long grass

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Prof. Birch, poking above the tall grass, wags his arms as the feral Poochyena jumps on him. Clorin walks past, whistling tunelessly.
Prof. Birch: Are-Are you serious?!
Prof. Birch: I'll give you a Pokemon!
Clorin pauses, eyes flashing. They smile and crouch down, back turned on the professor as they inspect the pokeballs that have spilled onto the ground from the professor's dropped satchel.
The professor, meanwhile, is being forced under the grass line by the attacking Poochyena.