After a torturous encounter with an Umbreon a couple of hours ago, you continued your journey into the forest, searching for the Pokémon you came here for. Allegedly, this forest held a very important Pokémon, one that had never been captured despite being an elder.

You, naturally, wanted to catch it. That was the main reason you were here now. You didn't even know what Pokémon it was, only that it was extremely valuable.

You reached a small clearing at the end of a narrow path through the trees. It looked calm and serene, with a small stream of water flowing into a lake. Many large plants surrounded the entire clearing, all the way until the end of it, where it was cut off by trees. A few Pidgys flew by just as one of the stocks of foliage rustled, revealing what you assumed was the Pokémon you came here for.

It was a Leafeon, but this Leafeon seemed... older than the others you had seen before. Some of its leaves resembled those of leaves in the fall, beginning to wilt.

It also didn't seem as energetic nor as curious as the ones you had normally encountered did. Instead, it approached you silently, taking in every minute detail about you, before simply standing in place while looking at you, as if it was waiting for you to do something, anything, it could react to in turn.