Dayum boi.
The sun was beginning to set. Sliding his forearm over his forehead, Doug swiped away the sweat that had gathered tiredly, sighing.
He had found nothing that had managed to catch his attention today. Maybe he should have just caught that Dwebble after all. Even if it wasn't too useful for his team now, it would have been
something.
From where he sat perched on a tree branch, the boy could see through the tall foliage of the rainforest's trees. As the sun descended into the Horizon, he knew his time was up.
No way he was staying in this place after the lights were out.
Glancing down to where he had set his bait, he bit the inside of his cheek in frustration, scratching at the back of his head. He had seen signs of multiple bug type pokemon seemingly burrowing in this area specifically, but none whatsoever had popped up.
He had set some chow he had made for his pokemon down there, hoping to attract something. The bugs were smarter than he had given them credit for.
"Well, this was a total failure." He commented just as the sun sank all the way into the horizon.
The world was never pleased with just telling him he was dumb, however. It had to consistently prove him wrong, even when it made him happy in doing so.
As such, the moment those words exited his mouth (though rather, the moment sunlight wasn't an issue), the soil where he had set the bait began to quake.
Before he knew it, small pinsers tore through the soil, before multiple Nincada began to come out enmasse, moving as a group.
Doug nearly fell off the branch in shock, eyeing all the bug pokemon as they quickly started moving to another location. He recognized Nincada; he wasn't a bug catcher for nothing after all.
They must have eaten through all the nutrients the soil had to offer and waited until the sun was away before moving to another area.
Aaand they were ignoring the bait he had left completely. It had looked like they were swarming it for a second, but they had simply walked past it.
That's what he had believed.
That is until the mass of Nincada's were finally gone, leaving a single Nincada behind. One that was currently furiously munching onto the bait, quickly eating through it until there was nothing but crumbs left, which it proceeded to try and scoop as well.
Blinking blankly at the pokemon, Doug very slowly reached into his bag, producing a zip bag with some more of the bait. Fetching some, he chucked it onto the ground below, a bit closer to the tree he was in.
The Nincada turned to face the new piece of bait, marching up to it and promptly beginning to chow down, stuffing its face full of the snack.
Doug blinked once again. Huh.
Dropping down from his perch onto the soil, the boy tried to make no sudden movements as the Nincada's gaze snapped towards him, eyeing him suspiciously.
Very carefully, he set down another piece of the bait, before taking a step back.
After 'careful' deliberation, the Nincada approached the bait once again, beginning to chow down upon it.
Doug grinned wide.
It was all too easy from there.
Nincada
Type, Bug/Ground
Level, 5
Gender, Male
Ability, Compound Eyes
MoveSet Personality Because it is waiting until evolution comes to it, it does not desire to move much or fight. As such, it's irritated easily when its slow evolution process is interrupted, and dislikes being outside of its pokeball during the day, as sunlight is generally irritating to its sensitive eyes. It prefers to stay within its pokeball at all times, though if it must be outside, it usually burrows into the ground and remains there as still as possible. Because it is so stubborn, it is hard to order it around, and it may even leave the battle entirely if the opponent has no way of chasing it underground.
However, because it has lived its entire life off the nutrients underground, it is specially sensitive and appreciative of the treats Doug prepares for his pokemon, and can be 'bribed' into following directions with said food.
When given a treat, its disposition becomes less stubborn and more flexible. Because it has a tendency towards waiting things out, it is rather patient in battle, both towards timing and its trainer's mistakes.
