Womp got to his feet, looking around. It seemed as if more Pokemon were gathering around by the minute. There was the two pichus, a wartortle, now an infernape. The cubone crossed his arms, observing. "Gee is this a family reunion or --" before he could finish his smart remark, a small bulge kicking up dirt, similar to a mole shot under his feet. It caused him to drop backward onto his rump in the dirt behind him letting out a "HNNK" kind of sound. He sat there for a moment, watching the bulge continue onwards, blinking. "Damn it! What's the big idea? Ever hear of manners?" he shouted, again, waving his bone angrily. This time, however, instead of idly threatening, he reared back and used Bonemerang. Unfortunately, his attacked missed, but without hesitating, he scooped up his bag and took off after the trail before his bone even made it back to him. "Get back here, you little!" he shouted, barely missing barreling over the quilava as he chased it.
As the Cubone disappeared in the distance yelling at the mysterious creature making the trail, not bothering to see if the others were following, a small rumbling became apparent. Unlike before it wasn't anything violent or large, but it was still there nonetheless. The rumbling began to get more powerful as whatever was causing it drew nearer. Without warning, several bumps similar to the initial one shot forward following the same trail as the small one. There were bumps of all sizes, at least fifty in total, tearing up dirt and knocking over the others in the process. One of the bumps accidentally scooped up Pitt in the process, carrying it along with it in the process.