Youve been wandering the woods for a while, but you still were Morty handed, no Pokémon in your poke balls. You were loosing hope in finding the perfect partner. Just then you find a young charmander, calling out and whining. Maybe it needed help? You slowly approached, reaching a hand out. It glanced at you but continued to cry, its tail fire dimming for a moment. The presence of only you two didn’t last long as a huge figure landing right behind you both, stomping closed. You turn back to see a Charizard, most likely the mother. It isn’t look too friendly as it glared at you. “Charrr!” it roared, smacking you away with its tail fiercely, but quickly moving to comfort its crying young.