During these dim hours Plusle foraged for food. Simple grass may be enough on some days but tonight she was craving something juicy and sweet to sink her little fangs into, Her little nose twitched as she sought out the scent of her favorite treat, Pecha Berries! Following her little nose the Plusle explored the thick woods.
Her little paws hardly made any noise as she quickly made her way through the foliage of the forest. The sun acted as her countdown, once it fully set she had to run back to her burrow before the nightly predators woke up. She eventually reached the source of the sweet scent and made her way to the bush that offered several juicy Pecha Berries from its blossoming flowers. The Plusle excitedly began to pick one plump pink Pecha after another. The juicy treat quenched her hunger and her thirst as her teeth sunk into them.
She was about to pick the very last berry before a noise broke up the silence. Startled, she held her breath and froze into place hoping whatever it was would go on its way.. The noise was heard again, it was a fluttery noise that sounded like someone was pushing the wind... the sound of large wings flapping. She slowly turned her head and found herself staring eye to eye with an old and large Noctowl.
His ruffled feathery body stretched as those powerful wings flapped once again. His eyes stared back at her in a menacing manner. The Plusle found herself staring in a near hypnotic state from seeing his cold gaze. She held onto the berry tightly, her poor little heart pounding against her chest from fright.
His beak curved into a subtle smile before he took off. The crunching sound of the branch shook the Plusle out of her momentary stupor as the Noctowl dove straight for the rabbit Pokemon. The Plusle held out the berry as she ducked her head beneath it. It was almost like she was trying to defend herself with the pecha berry!
(This is it! I'm done for!) the poor Plusle thought to herself as she gulped and accepted her fate...
Then it happened. All that was heard was the sound of little feet scampering before a small yellow figure stood his ground and defended the Plusle. The area was bathed in a bright flashing light from the electrical attack. The Noctowl cried in surprise and fell to the ground.
A Pichu popped out from the bushes.
"Hey, you alright?" He asked. Plusle smiled at her savior and nodded.
"Yeah! Thank you for your help! I thought I was a goner!"
"No problem." He replied with a triumphant grin. "You're pretty shaken up. Why don't we head to my home? I have a stash of berries you might enjoy."
"Okay!" Plusle exclaimed.
The two Pokemon walked side by side. Noctowl wasn't out though. He was watching the two, biding his time. When their backs were turned he rushed out quickly. The rustling leaves didn't alert them fast enough. Noctowl managed to grab Pichu right as he turned around with wide eye surprise.
"Pichu!" Plusle shouted.
"Let me-" Pichu's voice changed to a blood curdling scream. Plusle watched in horror as Noctowl's beak dug into his neck. Tears streamed from her eyes and dripped onto the ground.
Noctowl flew away with Pichu's body dangling in its maw. Eventually he made it to his nest where a mother Noctowl and baby Hoothoot awaited. The father tore apart the Pichu's body and peeled off its flesh in strips to feed to his young. Nothing but bone was left from the electric rodent's body.
"That's a pretty small catch honey, you think that'll be enough?" The mother asked.
"There's a Plusle mourning him not too far away. Maybe its still there, wanna go check?"
"Yes, They've been eating more and more lately." The two flew together in unison and spotted Plusle. She didn't even try to escape their talons.