"Meow. (Don't just stand there. Your vacation is over. Time for you to train too.)"
Meownei had been giving Riolu "prenatal lessons" before this. Since she had still been an egg back then, any reaction to the outside world had made her wobble quite violently.
To keep the egg safe, Squirtle had spent most of his time on security duty and had rarely joined in training.
Now that Riolu no longer needed a bodyguard, Squirtle's training naturally had to get back on track too.
"Squirtle, Squirtle. (You're pushing way too hard. I'm actually pretty strong, you know. I just can't beat you. I can still beat normal Pokémon.)"
"Meow? (Are you saying I'm not normal?)"
"Squirtle. (Of course not. I mean you're exceptionally gifted. I've never met anyone this strong in over two hundred years.)"
Squirtle spread his hands, but started warming up anyway.
He wasn't opposed to training and getting stronger. He just didn't think there was any need to push so hard. As a long-lived Pokémon like Squirtle, he had plenty of time and could take his time with most things.
"Meow. (I'll slow the movements down now. Watch one more time, then try it yourself.)"
Meownei left Squirtle to his own devices, lowered the setting, and slowly demonstrated her Cat Fist again.
Then she adjusted the Wooden Dummy's height to better suit Riolu's size.
"Meow. (Go slowly on your first try. Don't use too much force.)"
"Riolu!"
By the time Riolu took her training position, she seemed to have forgotten Meownei's advice. She swung her fist at the Wooden Dummy in front of her with all her strength.
The Wooden Dummy had no power source of its own. The harder a trainee hit it, the faster it rebounded.
Riolu clearly lacked experience. Although she tried to copy