I was quite surprised to see a Ninetails enter the room, I had never faced an opponent that was the same kind of pokemon as me. But I smiled nonetheless, knowing that I must be the stinkiest Ninetails by far. My breath and gas were one thing, but I hadn't washed my paws in a very, very long time; so far none of my opponents had been able to bear the smell. I walked up to you.
"Wow, you sure are a cute opponent." I smiled. "But don't think that means I'll go easy on you."
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