Wesley fell to his knees, "But I loved her first..." His aura
dimmed down and died. "I always watched her playing in the woods,
ever since I was 10. She and her trainer always wandered in the
forest. I admired how lucky she was to have someone protecting her.
I wanted to help. She's cute... But, when I had my trainer, he
treated me like garbage. I ran away, never to be seen from him
again. That was the first day I saw Aimi..." He sobbed. "Why can't
he just be kind to us?" He shouted out. He thought, 'Has she
forgotten her roots? Of being a wild pokemon at first?"