Marsh March

Ick...water...this place was coated in the liquid substance. The archeops wasn't terrified of it, but he didn't quite like the feel of it on his feathers. He gave his wings a hard flap as he could see the Mire all the way from his spot in the sky.

Acro looked back down to the watery area beneath him, the wet surface not looking very appealing to him. He remembered swearing that he would never come back here, yet here he was. He figured that he should really start paying attention to the mission location rather than accepting the ones he could on a whim. He lowered himself anyways, figuring he was a sitting duck waiting to be shot out of the sky. He landed on a large and seemingly dying tree, wanted to rest his wings a bit before continuing.

Spoiler:

Geo had explored Grassveil, and Pecha Forest, even accidentally shadowhue and Monochrome Ruins when he had gotten lost. Even so, having come from a family somewhat far away, he was still unfamiliar with much of the area. Knowing your surroundings was key as a ninja, and it could always help with stealth, so even if it was slowly and surely Geo vowed he would explore what he could. This day he happened to be at Cattail.

He didn't mind the water, he even thought it was fun. With a stick of bamboo to breathe through, a ninja could hide underwater and use long range attacks to distract and take out enemies. But he lacked the bamboo with which to try it, so he settled for just getting to know the area. As he wandered aimlessly, before seeing a familiar face come up to a grey tree without any living leaves to be noted. He had practiced climbing trees, so he figured this was a good opportunity. He charged at the tree full speed, before leaping up onto a branch near the Archeops. "Hey Acro! I haven't seen you since I met you at Monochrome ruins."

The archeops turned as a familiar voice piped up, "Hey Geo," he spoke up, his voice retaining little joy. He was never that happy about this area, he hated just being here. However, a pokemon was in need of help, and he knew he had to put up with it for the sake of helping said pokemon. There was a strange noctowl in the back of the mire, and it was holding a secret. Acro was a bit curious as to what the secret was as well. The pidgey that had filled out the request seemed to be dying of curiosity more so than him though.