Once again, every single day, food or even blankets or wool started disappearing from the nearby market. The only thing people would see, was a whirlwind of leaves and vines that disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. No one but a young girl was bothered by what was going on. This one morning, the young girl decided to follow the whirlwind, back into the forested parts of the park. However, the whirlwind went too fast for her to keep up. She fell, got dirty, but slowly followed the trail, until she walked into a small meadow, leaves scattered everywhere. And in the middle, a big enormous tree. A tree without leaves, or no berries on its branches. At the very stump was a young Bulbasaur, carrying around blankets and food in a basket a few feet away from it. Only then she saw what the Bulbasaur was taking care of. A bright green egg with darker green patches on it. The young pokemon, on its own was being a mother to this egg. It didn’t even take a couple of minutes before it stared right at the young girl, protectively standing in between the egg and forest’s edge where the unfamiliar human girl was standing. The young Bulbasaur did not make a sound, just showing a protective aura with its vines coming from its body held out far and wide. It almost looked like a barrier to keep anything or anyone out.



