Lostlorn Forest was usually very quiet, and most of the Pokémon inhabiting the area were small, in their lowest stage of evolution. It was nice how quiet that left the place, only the faint breeze rustling through the forest and the occasional chitter of bug- and grass-type Pokémon.
And not to mention, there was a wonderful view from the top of the cliffs. The waterfall sprayed a few droplets of water from nearby, but Nate didn't mind. He was glad that his samurott could climb waterfalls, especially when it meant he could contently sit on the rocks high off the ground and watch the world below.
Although, his attention was soon drawn to movement in the forest below, noticing a blonde-haired person passing through. They looked rather lost, but he also wasn't sure if they'd noticed him up here yet... better not to say anything. Didn't want to scare them.











