After staring at you for a bit, marveling at the sight of a tiny human, the boy Sneasel leaned in to the girl Sneasel and whispered in her ear. She nodded and backed away from Weavile, while her two friends stayed in place. They were planning something.
“Thanks for the new toy, lady,” the boy said to Weavile. “But we ain’t done yet. We’re still itching for a fight.”
Weavile rolled her eyes. “Come on, you dumb brats. I gave you the human. Just leave me alone.”
The boy Sneasel shook his head and raised his claws. The girl Sneasel tightened her grip on you, and the third one giggled and crouched down, ready to pounce on Weavile. A fight was about to break out. Luckily, it seemed like the girl Sneasel was going to keep a hold of you and stay back, letting her friends fight Weavile. That meant you wouldn’t be caught in the middle of the battle—unless Weavile got past the other two Sneasel and attacked the one holding you. And that definitely was a possibility, depending on how strong or weak the two Sneasel were.
Weavile growled and suddenly pounced at the two Sneasel. The fight was beginning!
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