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For the fifth time in as many days, Cracker found himself sitting on a branch just shy of Pecha Forest's tree line, staring out at the field that separated it from the town of Grassveil. The entire time he'd been here, he stayed to the forests and rugged, untamed terrains that made up this region, never once considering leaving in favor of civilization, but lately he'd been coming here to watch the town in the distance.
I wonder what it's like there. Is it anything like back home? I don't see any trees, just a bunched of roof-tops. I suppose they'd do in a pinch, but this big open, empty space... he thought with a shudder. If the town had been closer to the trees, he might've considered approaching for a better look, but the whole place resided in a clearing, just out of reach. Maybe tomorrow, he considered, as usual after a while.
Wrapping his tail around the branch, the Aipom jumped off and swung backwards into the forest, catching himself expertly in the next tree and proceeding to venture back to his self-made home, an old hollow tree that still bore fruit. It served as both a place to lay his head, and somewhere to hide his valuables. The free meals were a nice touch, too.
As the monkey moved through the trees, he sensed motion below him. He came to a stop and listened quietly. Probably another wild Pokemon, he reminded himself warily. This wouldn't be his first encounter. By now though, he'd learned enough not to leap without thinking; usually anyway. So instead, he sat and watched quietly, beaming inwardly in the hopes of potentially finding a new friend, instead.