A flash of brown streaked across the field, barely visible in the tall grass. It was a creature, just shy of a foot. And it was on the hunt.

Long and thin, the animal darted its way through the grass; snaked its way over logs and rocks. When finally it had enough, the creature stopped to take a breath.

Raising its head and pushing up onto its hind legs, the striped animal sniffed the air. An ear twitched, then the other, then panic.

The rodent-like animal turned to dart away, but it was too slow. A metal trap slammed down upon it. The creature fought back in fright, stopping only to cower as three shadows passed over it. One stared down, angry- a female with violet hair.

"Just another Furret," she hissed. The teal haired male next to her growled.

"Another one? Damn, this place is full of these crappy Pokemon." Next to the female stood an Espeon. He left his trainer's side as the male spoke and began to circle the cage.

"What do we do with it?" the female asked, kicking the cage. The Furret squealed and fell back, causing the Espeon to snicker aloud.

""Well, the boss told us to catch Pokemon," the male responded, earning him a demeaning look from his companion.

"The boss will not want this thing."

She watched as the Espeon stared at the cage longingly, his jowls dripping with saliva. Hunger in his eyes, he licked his lips.

"It is pathetic," the male shrugged. "Not to mention useless." There was a short pause and a sigh. "I don't want to deal with it." He looked at the Espeon, who stared back, questioning. And then he shrugged once more.

"Espeon. Do your thing."

The fox-like Pokemon sprung into action, knocking the top off the cage with a flick of his paw. The Furret yelped and turned to run, but the other was too fast. He caught the brown ferret in his paws. And, with swift movements, bit down on the rodent's neck, and jerked his head to snap the neck.

The pink Pokemon's trainer turned her head, face pale as her Pokemon began to chow down on the fresh kill, lips smacking, jaw covered in blood.

The male, however, watched as the Espeon pulled bloody strands of meat from his prey, face emotionless- the picture of indifference.