Your starter Pokemon was the Fighting type Mienfoo, and a Shiny one at that. She hung out of her Pokeball most of the time, riding on your shoulder and sometimes nibbling on your ear. You found this strange, but you paid it no mind. You figured it was just affection.
You were currently strolling through the forest.
"So, I figured we'd come here to get a new friend and some training time in," you told the Mon on your shoulder, who was teething your ear harmlessly.
"Foo, Mienfoo Mien," she proclaimed happily. The two of you got to work on setting up your tent, struggling for a moment with the metal rods.
As you were setting up the cooking pot, you see...
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