[Luca... (So scrawny. Probably not much of a threat.)]
Watching Litten sprawled lazily on the chair, Lucario lowered her already nonexistent threat level another notch.
Lucario was a Pokémon who could run from the moment she was born, fight not long afterward, and evolve within a few months.
She was nothing like this Pokémon, who had lost all her fur and didn't seem to have much fighting spirit.
Still...
[Riolu... (This one's a cat too...)]
Lucario had originally been the youngest Pokémon in the family. Litten's arrival, coupled with the fact that she was also a feline Pokémon, still gave Lucario a slight sense of insecurity.
Litten didn't understand why Lucario kept looking at her. She even tentatively stretched out a paw to greet her.
Her life on the streets hadn't taught her nothing. At least those Meowth had helped Litten understand that different Pokémon's movements carried different meanings.
Although Pokémon could communicate through their own language, gestures of greeting could still cause misunderstandings. One example was the Alola Region's true legendary Pokémon-the Bear God, Bewear.
They looked as harmless as oversized plush toys, but when they made what seemed like a friendly greeting gesture, the best thing to do was run.
That was how they threatened enemies, and the next second would usually teach the other party what a bear hug really meant.
[Luca... (A greeting? Maybe...)]
Bam!
"Meow. (You're getting distracted while fighting me. Haven't you been a little full of yourself lately?)"
Thinking about other things during a fight inevitably led to distraction. There was already a huge gap in their strength, and the moment Lucario lost focus, Meownei landed a Brick Break straight on her head.
The blow was light and barely hurt, but it was enough to bring Lucario's attention back.
"Meow. (She should be