You are the beautiful, sleek Persian. You always looked after yourself, grooming, and training to the best of your efforts. It's no doubt small, helpless prey would quiver at your jaws. You give such a menacing look, it seems every Pokèmon smaller than you were afraid.
As you were walking one day through the forest, sun beams glowing the dark woods, you hear something. Ears pricked, you crouch down, scanning the area. You looked around, until you spotted a young Pokèmon, perfect for your prey. What is it?
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