With the promise of 'we won't go much deeper' on his tongue, Furrlicity still pushed forward through the increasingly series of claustrophobic trees. Wincing, he sighed when a rough branch caught on his shoulder and scratched him lightly. It was getting darker and darker, too. Even with the pleasant autumn weather, the canopy had blocked out most of the light. The forest was starting to get colder and darker from that alone. Something smelled musty and decayed.

Had Furrlicity finally found the 'underside' of this place?

Mushrooms ate the sides of the trees here. What spots on the ground that had once been leaves and grass were now covered in loamy, dark soil and more mushrooms. It made him nervous to take sloppy steps so progress was slow.

< Maybe we should turn back. > Pretzel whispered from his shoulder, starting to sound a little freaked out himself. The woods were becoming ominous.

The hit landed and as expected the Skwovet fell from the tree, unconscious. That's what it got for being a dick. Furrlicity at least threw a Pokeball at it even though he wasn't very interested in the pokemon. It was another one to show to Ash for a small refund on his Bytes and would fill out the board a little more. If no one else turned it in before he got back, that was.

While before he had been more nervous, something about seeing this pokemon and knowing they could venture deeper lit a new fire in his gut.

"Let's keep going." Grabbing the pokeball for the Skvwovet as he went, Furrlicity continued to trudge through the rot of mushrooms to see what could be found.