Lor tensed up at the sound of heavy footsteps and snuffling around the front of his tent, one that had become very familiar over the past few weeks. It wasn’t something wild or an unknown danger, though; it was one of his own Pokemon.
The circumstances of how it started accompanying him were bizarre enough; he’d had the League standard of six Pokemon for quite a while and preferred it that way, having a small but
Gigantamax Appetite
By: Aleksandrova