Surskit walked along a pond. “Oh no! Danger! I sense danger!” She secreted a thick, sugary syrup from her head.
“I’m a bird, I’m a bird!” A Swellow landed near the pond. “Whoa, wait, what’s all this gross syrup? This stuff is gross. You’re gross. Stop being gross!” Swellow left.
“Phew I’m safe–”
An Ursaring ate Surskit. “Delicious!”
-Odemon #283 Surskit