As children, they were told not to wander into the forest without Pokemon. They listened. No one knew what dangerous creatures lurked in the forest for no one truly dared to go inside. Even with Pokemon, the villagers feared going into the forest. Those that did go in rarely returned and didn't speak of what they saw, just that it was important to not go in at all. If villagers needed to go to nearby towns, they would go along the path and not stray from it. The forest's dwellers didn't go on the path.

As teenagers, they were told not to wander into the forest. They had Pokemon now, but they were reminded that they may not return if they entered. This time, they did not listen.

Sarah and Savannah entered the forest one morning after their chores. They had the rest of the day to themselves, and they wanted to explore the forest. The world outside of their village was wide open to them, and they wanted to see it for themselves. They had Pokemon and they had each other. Surely, nothing would happen to them if they were together.

Within an hour, they were lost. An hour after that, hunger set in. They brought snacks, but by sunset, their snacks were gone and they were still hungry.

A few drops of rain hit their bodies, and they made a run for it.

"Whew," Sarah said, pushing the brown locks of hair that stuck to her forehead away. "Good thing this shrine was here."

"Yeah, definitely," Savannah said. "I wonder what's inside though."

Sarah shrugged, then led the way inside. As they made their way through, torches along the walls lit up. At the end of a long hallway was a shrine with a chest on it. Savannah ran up to it and pushed it open.

"No key needed, nice," she commented before peeking inside. There were several scrolls inside. "Just scrolls? That's not exciting."

"What do they say?" Sarah asked, joining her sister at the chest. She picked one up and unrolled it. "I can't read it."

Savannah peered over her sister's shoulder and shrugged. "Neither can I. It's in some funky moonspeak language."

The writing on the scroll was in odd shapes with dots in the middle of the circles. Sarah dropped the scroll back into the chest.

"Wait!" Savannah said as her sister made her way back to the exit. "Let's take these home with us! Maybe someone back home can figure it all out."

Sarah sighed, but she came back to drop the scrolls in her bag. Together, they returned to the village. The next morning, they gave the scrolls to the village leadership.

"This is written in the language of the Unown," the leader said, unrolling the first. "This one says, 'The forest's creatures can be tamed with a sweet scent through the air. They do not like others entering their territory. Those who trespass will be attacked on sight.'"

"Well, that explains a lot," one of the other village leaders said.

"These scrolls can help us immensely when it comes to figuring out the forest's secrets," the leader said. He turned to Sarah and Savannah. "We will continue to study these. Thank you for bringing them to us."

"Of course!" the girls said.

That night, they stood at the edge of the village, near the rope fence that blocked their path to the forest. They could hear the howls of the creatures that were inside, but they didn't dare enter. They knew what could happen if they did.

Soon, those fears would be no more though.