The wild Hoothoot attacked without warning, and on the reflex of a trainer, Keith sent out Whismur to his defense. "Whismur, start with Pound!" He ordered. Whismur smacked at the Hoothoot, which then retaliated with a Peck attack. "No! Try again, Whismur!" Keith pleaded. This time Whismur Pounded the Hoothoot and laded a critical hit, dealing good damage. Taking this chance for his first capture, Keith tossed an empty pokeball at the Hoothoot.

Hoothoot was sucked inside the ball, and then the ball shook on the ground. Once. Twice. Three times. Four times. Then, a "ding" signaled the capture was a success, and Keith pumped his fist in happiness. "Yeah! I got a Hothoot!" He said joyfully. But now was not the time for celebrating. It was late at night, and he needed to heal his pokemon. So back off he set to Oldale Town, this time with no troubles.