Anger and hatred for humans boiled in the young vulpix's body, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he watched the poor zigzagoon get beat up by some mean trainer with a deino. But then his ears pricked up as another trainer came rushing out in front of that one old human's house and started to fight with the meanie who has been beating up the zigzagoon. Meanwhile, as they fought, the zigzagoon's condition was worsening. Thinking quickly, Vulpix waited until the two trainers were distracted enough with their new battle before rushing forward out from beneath his protective bush, straight to the dying zigzagoon. Grabbing the other pokemon by the scruff of her neck, Vulpix sprinted for the cover of the woods, running as fast as his quick little paws could carry him and the other pokemon.
Vulpix didn't stop running until Dark Cave was in sight. Panting heavily around the zigzagoon's fur in his mouth, the young fire type scurried into a hole in the side of the cave entrance that was too small for humans to enter. The dark tunnel expanded into a small room that could house maybe five small pokemon, and no more. Gingerly placing the wounded pokemon into his nest, Vulpix lit up the room a bit with a small blue ember dancing on the tip of his tail. There was a small puddle of cave water nearby for drinking, and a small pile of oran berries that Vulpix had hoarded away for the cold months. The firey fox trotted over to the pile, picked up one of the berries in his mouth, and padded back over to the zigzagoon. "C'mon, eat this." he murmured in distress as he tried to force the berry down the nearly unconscious zigzagoon's mouth, hoping that his stash would be enough to save the poor, abused pokemon.
((Vulpix to the rescue~! Da-da-da-DAAAA!! ))