Deep in the damp forest, which I should say Curealean Forest, there was a little Dratini sleeping in a puddle of water. Then right behind the bushes was a little Pidgey looking for worms. It found one and then flew off. And then it found its mother Pidgeatotto.
The end (You'll find the next part of this story in the next blog post called dictionary of Normal-types).
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