A new day, a new opportunity and chance to look for new Natrelmon. Today, Luke decided to look through a drier, less dense climate than the forest. Partially, he researched and found that he liked the general Natrelmon that were found in this area as a better ratio than the ones found in the forest. Second, Luke did not want to get lost in the woods again: he could see all around him in this area.
He kept Nakidow's relic at his side tightly held in his left hand, ready to use it should a wild show up, as well as Datic as a reserve in his left pocket. The sun was relatively high this time, so as to have no chance of it getting dark if he was out here for some time longer than he intended... but, yet again... no, Luke wouldn't do that this time. He wanted to get to Toran relatively soon, after all.
But, conversely, there was little to try and look for Natrelmon in a critical sense, other than keep your eyes and ears open. And so he did: he occasionally looked down, to the sky, and the such, taking special note of what sounded like animal sounds to see if he could immediately see the source... which resulted in one incident with an irate berry-picker.
By keeping his sight as such, and by making sure to turn around at certain intervals, and going to investigate the few shrubs and warer sources that were around, Luke figrued he at least had a fair chance of finding something rather common eventually, though rare Natrelmon would be spotted and scooped up quickly, especially at the weaker levels, just by other trainers.
"It would be nice, though..." Luke mutterred inaudibly, merely mouthing the words while thinking them, before returning his focus to the plains... at this moment, Luke thought he noticed something, and decided to just take a blind look in that direction... but a careful, soundless blind look that wouldn't involve too much sound or unnecessary movement. You know, the good kind of blind look.