You're in your house, a big wooden mansion in the hill of a mountain all for yourself and your Pokemon. It's morning and you just woke up, as every day, next to your Pokemon companion, Lucario, you rescued him from the Team Rocket long ago when he was just a Riolu, it's been a few years since then, you two became such good friends he goes everywhere with you and you two understand each other despite the lenguaje difference.

You open your eyes and there he is, sitting next to the window with the red blanket over him, the morning light illuminating his blue, black and cream fur and reflexing in his red eyes and his steel spikes, he seems to have awaken a bit before you, cause he doesn't seems sleepy at all

He looks at you with his usual serious expression

Lucario: "growr, rawr"

He growled giving you the daily good morning