Sark was relieved when the Froslass returned. In his whole life, all the travels he did on his own, he had never been this scared before. "Are you alright, you fainted for no reason back there and I left you two Berries before leaving, were they good?" The Froslass asked. Sark could swear he heard fear in her voice. "Yes, thank you. I battled a Trevenant earlier, and lost miserably. Thank you for leaving those Berries." Sark quietly paused. Should I tell this Pokémon my name? Maybe it's safer to do that...I don't like teaming up, but that thing, that wind... I think there may be more safety in numbers. "By the way, my name's Sark. As you may have seen already, I'm a Bidoof. So... I don't think I caught your name yet?"