Trude trude trudge...
He really wasn't sure how it fell apart. It seemed easy enough.
Crunch crunch crunch...
The riolu loudly steps through the fallen leaves of the forest, carefully making it clear he didn't care about his carelessness.
Maybe he was to blame for some part. It'd be so much easier if he could do it all himself, to not have to rely on others, to not-
"Ooph.".
Radon found his slightly dreary monologue suddenly interrupted. Of the things the riolu anticipated walking into on his walk to walk to the pond (things like sticks, leaves, and trees). He did not expect to trip on a bag, fall, and land flat on his face, mere yards away from his destination.
In his daze he turns to see another Pokémon, relaxing under a tree.
"Sorry.". He grumbles, eventually standing back up.