It starts in a cave that was lit by my mom, arcanine.It was a snowy day when I was born.My mom looked weak when I looked at her face. I asked "What is wrong mom?" She answered, " I had to climb up to this cave so you would live and not die." Because the snow storm soon stopped we could regroup with the pack.
A couple days later
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I met the pack and I learned most of their names in a day or two.My best friend was different then everyone in the tribe because he was gold but also had a mixture of yellow in his fur.The elders in my pack say that he is a rare shiny growlithe that any human would do anything to get there hands on him or any shiny on earth.That is why we protect them from any danger or harm.The elders of the pack also say that one shiny is born each year in a pack.Why are shinies such a big deal?Are they stronger than normal pokemon?The only diffrence is that they are a diffrent color!
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Pokemon pov
FantasyPokemon in multiple tribes living there lives until an evil comes and threatens the Pokemon kingdom