The Fincherp had been pinned down by Nadir, who delivered a series of quick scratches to the enemy pokemon. The Fincherp quickly peck at Nadir in self-defense, but it was quite fatigued by now, and didn't seem as if it would be able to handle much more of this.

Donald was about ready to end this match. He was pretty tired from the day's events (and had a sore butt to boot), and wanted to get to the next town to rest.

"Nadir, let's try to end this match with one last Scratch attack so we can get out of here."