Just recently, the Mew who was the oldest of them all and considered the Ancestral Mother of all Pokémon in the sense that she was the first Mew ever to be created, had given birth to you, a small little Baby Mew. She made you a nest with sweet-smelling flowers in the soft grass, near a stream with crystal-blue water. Mama Mew made sure your nest was nice and cozy within the little clearing, and that it was hidden away.

“I’m so happy you’re doing well, little one.” Mew spoke to you in a motherly tone. Mama Mew had a loving look in her eyes as she set down a few berries of your preferred flavor. “I gathered some of your favorite berries. If you want, we can explore the forests later.” Mama Mew said soothingly.