It was the dead of night, and not a single peep could be heard as a light breeze carrying the scent of daffodils. Leaves rustle from the Slumbering Weald nearby, a thick fog masking its mystical yet ominous atmosphere. A heavy feeling washed upon the surroundings, cutting through the tranquil environment.

This strange feeling grew stronger and stronger, the door creaks open slowly as the same fog from the forest seeps in. A massive lupine makes his presence known, leaning towards your bed before gently curling up next to you.

"Trainer... Our destinies are entwined. You are mine."

His low, gruff voice came out as a hushed, morbid whisper as he wrapped his beefy arms around you and held you tightly to his chest.