More small woodland creatures, from the looks of it. But one can’t be too careful regardless, and Ren’s heart is beating a mile a minute as he gently parts the bushes and finds…

A Ralts, already halfway into the berry before he’d startled it, and the next thing he knows the odd creature lets out a frightened squeak and stumbles out of the bushes and trips over the foliage, dropping facefirst onto the forest floor as the half-eaten berry rolls out of its grasp.