Literature
Stay Out of the Tall Grass
"Damn it all" I mutter under my breath. "I knew I should have brought my Abra"
I slowed my pace, constantly checking my sides. Grass to my left, and grass to my right. Once more I cursed the darkness. I look behind me, my majestic Mightyena I had been training for years look formidable and fearless.
"Toran" I said lowly "How you holding up back there?"
The fearless Pokemon looked up at me and let out a confirming growl.
"Of course" I thought. "When is he ever scared"
CRACK!
I stopped dead in my tracks. Facing the grass to my right. Toran approached my side, crouching low, the fur on his back furled and he barred his fangs. The tall gras