Finding himself lost once more, Ryth remained where he was; the tip of his tail flicking back and forth. Alice's response made the corner of his mouth twitch in amusement. Although he hadn't seen the Lopunny fight before, some part of him trusted that she would be a good partner in battle. However....the Gallade was another story. A shiver went down his spine as blue eyes flicked towards the white masked pokemon. Something seemed.....off and Ryth wanted to have little contact with him at all. Having zoned out for a few moments the Liepard flinched in surprise when that said pokemon vanished into a swirling cloud of purple smoke; his tail having fluffed up by the sudden action. Missing the ghost box response, he could only stare blankly from Alice as she said his name and then angrily yelling that Kuss had left.
After a few heartbeats the clown had returned with a yellow bundle in his arms.
" One of your friends maybe?"
"U-uh no, no friend of mine." He replied softly, ears going down as the question made him fidget in discomfort. Ryth gave a silent sigh of relief when Alice began to speak with Kuss and the gho- HAL as it was now named. Curiously his eyes fell back onto the yellow furred thing resting on the ground now. Compared to the dank colors of their surroundings, and their monotone colors, the bright splash of color was startling. Pulling his way from his thoughts, the black cat’s ears perked as he sensed the others were preparing to move onward. Getting to his paws, Ryth began to turn and move towards the door when the sudden yell made his paw freeze mid-step.
”NO!”
He turned his head to look behind him quizzically.
“G- get away from m- me!”
There was a flash of blur as the new pokemon took off down the hall. Without a second thought Ryth pounded after her in the same direction. The Liepard wasn’t certain why she was in a state of panic, however with all the undead lurking around, being alone was one of the last things anyone wanted. As she ran up an odd hill, he slowed for a moment before continuing. Ears drawn forward he heard the figure crash up ahead and slowed his pace a little more. At the top of the stairs he had switched from his sprint to a brisk walk. Pawsteps falling softly on the ground he had only went a short ways from the stairs to find the yellow pokemon huddled on the ground beside a large orange winged reptile. From out of nowhere the strong sense of panic tried to take over him as he stood there on ridged legs, the fur along his spine slowly rising. He felt a dull sense of pain in his face and body, the image of a hollowed eye lizard staring at him before opening it’s maw.
A low growl grew in his chest as he took a step forward, pupils becoming slits. “Don’t you try anything dracul.” The tom was too far away to hear the flame pokemon’s words of comfort and growled again when the larger pokemon sat down in perhaps a way to throw him off.
((OOC: Doesn't know the name of the species (charizard) and the dragon types for that matter. Anything that looks like a flying lizard he calls dracul easily translating to devil dragon. He's not a fan of charzards at the moment lol.))