Originally Posted by Zetsu
Zetsu, still half asleep, stumbles aimlessly around the forest, not having any idea where he's going. He tries to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt so heavy it was as if they were forcing themselves shut...
Not having any strength left, Zetsu spun around a few times, before collapsing under a nearby tree, which seemed older than any other in the forest....
You fall asleep at the foot of an ancient tree, swiftly carried away into foggy dreams. Hours pass you by, restoring your strength and vigor bit by bit. By the time the beams of the early morning sun awaken you the next day, you feel completely refreshed. You stand up, stretch, and prepare yourself for another day of Ralts hunting.
For some reason, you feel prompted to steal another glance at the tree you slept beneath. The branches, now barren with the coming of winter, reach ominously into the sky, bent with age and disease. As you wonder just how long this tree has been alive, a motion catches your eye. A white form skuttles over the thick bark, hardly paying attention to your presence.
A wild NINCADA appeared!
~Sucking Sap without a care in the world~