Location: Castella city
Black-fang were looking around the city trying to find something to eat. Too bad for him, every piece of food seemed to be gone already. He searched the stores that had been broken into, but he only found some sweet pokeblocks. And he hated sweets. As he started to get more and more hungry, he started looking the garbage cans. He knew what to look for: a restaurant. They throw away great amounts of food that could be eatable. He had done the same in his childhood trying to survive.
Using his smell he found a restaurant. But wasn't only one who'd gotten the same idea. Three Raticates and several Patrats were already looking through them. Black-Fang, however, wasn't scared. He growled intimidating and when nothing happened he let out a loud bark that made them quickly run away. By their behaviour he assumed they were wild. He looked in one can and smirked. Just as he had thought. There was no pokefood left but instead there were great amounts of food humans ate. He pushed the can down so everything spread to ground and sniffed around to find the best pieces.
As he sat there eating sausages the rain got worse and he knew he had to find a place to dry himself and maybe a sleep a night. He had to find it and soon. Black-fang looked inside the restaurant's windows but the smell that caught him was hideous. Carefully he observed the space. As a night creature, he had no troubles of seeing in dark and the look that caught him was something made a fighter like him retreat. High, near the roof were sitting several Murkrow's, couple of Noctowls and bird pokemons he didn't even know what they were. The scarier sight, however, was in the ground. There was signs of massive fight, blood and piece of fur all over the place.
Silently, Black-fang left away deciding to find a place that wasn't full of murderous birds. This city was really a mess.