Zororark was walking in the beautiful moon light of the night sky. He was in a small forest where there could not be seen anything except a few meters in front of him. His cane was hitting the floor as he was humming a song to himself letting his feet tap the ground lightly smirking all to himself. There was a couple of haunters running around and a few gastlys having fun with a few trainers as he could hear their screams of horror. He chuckled and continued his stroll down the forest as he was more than enough happy to be walking around looking at all the mischief that the Ghost-Type pokemons were pulling off. "Oh ho~ What a wonderful evening indeed~!" He said happily to himself fixing his mask to sit properly on the side of his head before he continued his walk and laughed at a trainer that ran past him screaming and flailing his arms around as if he had seen a ghost. In some reality he had, but there was no reason to throw such a fit about it was there? Zoroark let yet another chuckle escape his lips as he almost wished to trip the trainer with his cane, but didn't. Who knew what would happen if he did? The song he was humming continued as he kept walking among the path, simply starting to ignore the trainers and the Ghost-Type pokemons that were enjoying their entertainment as much as Zoroark was.