Pokemon pov

2. Deerling

I was born on the run in fall. We were migrating so as soon as I was born I had to learn how to run.It was hard to run when I was only a few minutes old.It hurt when I started to even walk. So, my dad Swasbuck scooped me up and threw me on his back. I could see the whole pack from this view. I saw a couple shinies here and there all being adults. After the run, I made some friends named Caterpie and Patrat. They were pretty cool. We played tag, watched trainers battle, and lots of other fun things. Soon it was time to migrate again so I asked if Patrat and Caterpie could come. Their parents said yes unless their parents got to come with them. They obviously said yes.
On the run we talked, played games, and made our parents carry us after we got tired. One night I heard growling and all the sudden everyone started to run. I saw a houndoom chasing us and we ran up a mountain and the houndooom fell off. As it fell off it was surrounded by an arbok. I watched as it's mouth unhinged and slowly started to eat it. It was so terrifying that I tripped over a sleeping seviper. When it woke up, it looked like a kid who got Mac n cheese for his birthday. Here, we go again *sigh*.