[So hungry...] The dense forest was a paradise for Pokémon, but it was a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak. Stories of the strong preying on the weak played out here every day, and there was nothing strange about that. At that moment in Petalburg Woods, a small Pokémon was slowly dragging itself along. Its body trembled, and it could feel the hostile gazes in the surrounding forest.
It shrank back, wanting to find somewhere safe to hide, but this was a forest, a place like hell to it. Worse still, this place was so unfamiliar that it had no idea where it could hide. It had even thought about giving up and letting those predators eat it, but...
It was close, so close now. It could already smell the fragrance of moisture. That was the scent of life, the thing it depended on to survive. As long as it could get there, as long as it could reach that place, then...
But its slowly darkening vision and dizzy head made every step harder. In the end, it collapsed weakly onto the ground and helplessly closed its eyes, tears spilling from them. It knew that when it opened its eyes again, it might be about to die.
Nature was cruel. Although Pokémon were also nature's favored children, nature would never go out of its way to treat a Pokémon kindly.
"Hm?" Heath was eating his steak, but as he ate, he felt something shaking at his waist. That was where Mew was. After all, most of the Pokémon with Heath had come out by now, and only Mew was unwilling to appear before a human it had never met. Heath had no intention of dragging Mew out against its will, either, and had cheerfully placed Mew