"Yes," Bulba replied to Aquenda with a firm nod. He was a figure of poise and grace, he knew, but he was definitely a student. "He'd rather not be hunted. He's just alarmed its ok."

The human pokemon gave Flint an appreciative smile and nod before he turned to the deer himself.

"Shh, it's ok!" He tried to reassure him. A subtle sweetness mingled with the smell of the fire as Bulba reached out to smooth his hand across Kieran's neck. "Not everything is burning. Just the leaves the trees have already passed." Oh and some firewood but shh. "It won't harm you or the forest, I promise."