A boy and a tree trunk that looked like a ghost could be saw running from tree to tree, each trying to best each over in the race of their pride

  "Your too slow Phantump." Cyril teased, running through the thick branches of the forest

  "Phantumppp." It said with a pout, looking at its trainer overtake them

  they have been here for a month, but Cyril hasn't made contact with any tribes. first, he has done some training to his body and Phantump, who was a lot stronger

  Slowing down, Cyril looked towards the beedrill tribe and their nest in front of him

  telling Phantump to be quiet, he quietly said

  "We need to steal there honey." Cyril said, "It can be used as a medicine if anything goes wrong."

  Looking at Phantump nod, Cyril rehearsed the plan

  "Lure the beedril out of the Hive, and fly away. Try to provoke them, but don't stop running, meanwhile, ill go in and collect the honey."

  Phantump nodded once more

  With a nod, Cyril whistled loudly, causing the beedril to swarm out and investigate their territory

  Nodding, Cyril ran to the other side, watching as Phantump flew, taunting the beedril behind it

  after making sure that the beedrill were gone, Cyril jumped down and walked into the nest, revealing the large walls of Honeycomb

  With a smile, Cyril started storing them in his makeshift bag made out of leaves and wood

  Beedril Honeycomb was used as top tier pokemon food, consumable to both humans and pokemon alike. they have a healing property, and good for neutralizing infections or cleaning wounds, which is something he lacks right now

  Looking at the weedles staring at him, Cyril quickly got out his "Weapon."

  The weapon was a sharpened long stick with both sides sharpened as best as he could

  looking at the charging, Cyril started twisting the spear and slamming into the little weedles

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  he won't kill them, but he doesn't mind knocking them out

  After collecting enough honeycomb, Cyril quickly ran out and into the wild

  This is where the real danger begins however

  "Spearow!." Waves of pokemon swarmed to him, smelling the sweet and fresh food

  Running from treetop to treetop, he lamented how much pokemon was trying to get his food

  luckily, most of the pokemon on the ground were able to catch up, being mostly bug type pokemon

  Feeling his adrenaline pumping, Cyril gave a twisted smile, not like any other in this situation

  Looking at the cliff he was getting cornered in, Cyril only laughed

  Making a whistle, Cyril saw as Phantump was leading the beedril towards him

  "If you want it so much, you can have it," Cyril smirked, throwing some honeycomb to the birds

  Just arriving, the beedril watched as the bird type pokemon had the Honeycomb it stored for their youngs

  Charging towards the bird type pokemon, they had a battle

  meanwhile, cyril was scanning the battlefield with his eyes, looking for a pokemon to snatch

  looking at an injured Starly on the floor, Cyril muttered

  "Perfect."

  Starly were kind and loyal pokemon, fighting to the death to protect their kin. but when the clan grows large, since they're weak when there alone, the clan breaks down and outcasts the weaker ones, making the pokemon survive on its own

  Looking at the beedril charging towards him, Cyril used its head as a foothold, jumping towards the tree branch and to the injured starly

  picking it up and looking at its muscles, Cyril said

  "A fine specimen. should do."

  Running back to the cliff, Cyril looked towards the same beedril that tried to injure him and laughed

  "Thank you for your service."

  Handing the bag of honeycomb and the injured body of a starly to phantump, Cyril rugby tackled the poor beedril off the cliff, causing both of them to fall

  making sure beedril was first, Cyril used its body as a meat shield to survive the harsh fall

  *Splash*

  diving into the lake, Cyril watched as the beedril struggled, before coming still

  Resurfacing and watching as Phantump slowly floated down, Cyril dragged the body of the poor Beedril up the shore, and near his home

  it wasn't hard to find his home, due to it being near the "World tree" As he called it in irony

  going to his terribly made shack, Cyril started detecting the body of the Beedril

  He was more interested in the poison and the blade-like hands of the beedril, but he needed to make every part count

  sitting down on his shabby "Chair" Aka a bench, Cyril looked towards the Starly who was barely breathing, and a purple wounded was present on its chest

  "Poisoned," Cyril muttered, before opening a draw and revealing a Pecha berry.

  smashing some honeycomb into honey and adding the Pecha berry, Cyril slowly fed it to the half-dead starly and waited

  within 5 minutes, the starly opened its eyes, looking at the trainer that saved it

  "Eat." Cyril gave some honeycomb to the starly , who quickly munched it up

  Looking at the wound that had healed already, a certain ghost slowly went up to the birb

  "Phantump???" it said, looking a the bird before giggling and inviting it to play

  it seemed to not notice that I was the one luring it as the kind version of starly showed , going up and playing with the phantump in the air

  going to the notebook , Cyril ticked something off before making some food