Flytewing uses night shade on the last remaining beedrill. The
beedrill is hurt, and in its weak state of mind, uses tackle.
Flytewing astonishes it again, making it faint.
While he savors the scenery, he looks towards the forest for
anything that he an find. The first couple things that catches his
attention would be a few shrubs. He hopes that they may have
something edible. If not, he could use those branches and turn them
to tools and start some campfires. The only thing he hopes would be
avoiding confrontation for he feels reluctant to consider battling.
He just has to survive for now.
As he gets closer to his target goal, he hears faint echoes within
the forest. Whatever is happening there, he insists on getting
things done quick.
This is not how I would like to level up. I gave you plenty of time
for the finishing blow." Flytewing wishes he could distribute exp
like he could with pd.
"First off. I wanna go find a forest or something. So I can level
up and all that. Second, If anyone else feels like getting EXP I
suggest you join me."