Avery was only 3 days into his adventure. Having just left his home in Petalburg city, he was still very new as a trainer, and wasn't really sure what he was supposed to be doing. Or where he was.
Frowning to himself, he stared up at the treetops of Petalburg Woods, making sure to avoid the taller patches of grass as he walked. He was just trying to figure out where he'd wandered off to-- the last thing he needed was a battle. Sighing, he looked down towards the messenger bag that his Treecko, Tavi, was lazing about in. With the Wood Gecko being of Impish nature, all he got in return for his confused look was a nonchalant shrug.
Groaning, he continued making his way by the masses of trees, looking for signs of an exit. He knew Tavi would know how to find the way out, but the brat never wanted to bother helping him. He wouldn't even battle! That was where Po came in. Po was his Poochyena, and the first and only Pokemon he'd ever caught. When he'd first met Po, he'd thought for sure that the wild dog was going to eat him. He'd been chased straight through patches of grass, around the beach, and into Petalburg Woods before Avery had worked up the courage to chuck a Pokeball at its head. It was pure luck that it had worked. Tavi certainly didn't plan to help.
Po still didn't seem to like him much, but he was warming up. And he still caught the Poochyena nibbling at his leg sometimes, but it was kind of cute. By the second day he was lost in the Woods, he had brought out Po, hoping he could lead them out with his nose. Of course it didn't work out-- The first thing the Poochyena had done was pick a fight with a Shroomish.
So, now Avery was stuck in a seemingly endless forest with a lazy Treecko, and an injured Poochyena, still recuperating from the Shroomish's natural poison.
The young trainer had no idea what to do.