I have lived in Breeze Forest my whole life. As part of the Clellan Pack, we nestled under a large burrow, created by some long ago Linoone family by the signs of large claw marks and striped fur. There was no signs of what disaster or reason befell them to leave, but when my grandfather discovered the place, he was satisfied and needed no more explanation. He brought his sick father, pigheaded mother, and eight brothers and sisters and many cousins with him. They extended out the hole, with the help of neighboring Sandshrew who were only too happy to oblige. We in turn, help them by saving a rather gluttonous sum of Oran Berries that the Cle
