You wandered through the dense forest, looking to observe or even catch a few pokemon. You ducked behind a three upon hearing the approaching steps of unknown pokemons.
Emerging from the underbrush, a pack of wild pokemons appeared, their eyes gleaming with mischief.
Grimmsnarl, the tallest of the group, stood at the forefront, his graying dark hair and battle-worn features marking him as the pack's protector. Behind him, a scrappy Morgrem with wild eyes, and a skipping, carefree Impidimp, a small thing clutching to his chest stones he must have scribbled on with a stick, followed closely.
Grimmsnarl's posture remained guarded once it saw you, the other two pokemon halted upon catching sight of you, and looked up to their leader. What will you do?