Cross-Dressing Meets Cross-Dressing

"When did this become Pidgey territory?"

The orange-haired Trainer frowned. Everything had been fine yesterday.

But backing down now wasn't his style. They were only three Pidgey, after all.

Yet just as the orange-haired Trainer reached toward his waist, a piercing gaze swept toward him without the slightest attempt to hide. One look was enough to make the Pidgeotto beneath him restless. It was the gaze of a Pidgeot!

"Pidgeot!!"

Pidgeot unleashed a terrifying Screech that sent visible ripples through the air. Its voice alone whipped up a fierce wind high in the sky, blowing in every direction.

Clearly, that cry had been more than a warning. It was a sound-based move meant to establish its dominance!

Pidgeot swept its gaze around once more, from the sky to the nearby forest. For a moment, everything fell silent.

Without a doubt, this Pidgeot was the Totem Pokémon of the Pidgey flock! Even in this forest, it was probably among the strongest creatures around.

"Damn it! What's that Pidgeot doing here?"

Of course the orange-haired Trainer recognized it. He had caught his Pidgeotto from Pidgeot's flock before it evolved, so he knew just how terrifying Pidgeot was.

He sighed helplessly. It looked as though he would have to wait until next time. He only hoped the Chinchou school wouldn't finish breeding and leave the nearby waters too soon.

"Let's go, Pidgeotto."

The orange-haired Trainer patted Pidgeotto's neck. Its normally smooth feathers were standing on end. It was terrified; the fact that it hadn't thrown him off was a testament to its training.

The moment Pidgeotto heard its Trainer order a retreat, it turned and fled as if granted a reprieve, not daring to linger for an instant.

By then, many Trainers in the forest had noticed something strange. The maps they had