It was a normal day for me. I always love taking a stroll with Flower, my  Vulpix friend. We love to walk down a path near our house. The path is slightly over grown with trees so dense that once you're inside you have to pull out a flashlight just ten feet in. Most people avoid the forest as it is full of rare and unique pokemon. Many dragon types make their home here. An old Château rests deep in the heart of the forest, slowly being swallowed by vines and moss. I don't usually go inside, but today is different. A new pokemon has entered the forest. They say it's a Rotom. It's red and black with green eyes, or at least that's what the rumors say. It's not a shiny. It's "unique". 

The forest is called Forêt. The Chateau itself is called Le Château de la Forêt. Literally Le Château de la Forêt means "The Castle of the Forest" or so I've heard. I never took French so what do I know? The forest was once a small town but it was abandoned centuries ago. What were once homes are now runes over run by vines and even small trees. No one comes here as the place is haunted by the souls of both pokemon and people. I come to play my grass whistle for those who can't pass on. The pokemon welcome me as I love to play my grass whistle for them. There are bug types but not very many. The trees are so tall and thick that it's almost like a jungle. 

Flower and I are sisters. Not by blood though. I am a Zorua. We both lost our family during a nasty blizzard one year. My name is Nahshana. We live in a cave that's at the edge of the forest. 

As we walk we start to get a sense of unease. I look behind me, but there is no one there. We want to welcome the new pokemon to the forest.