The light shone in on Rex the Typhlosion's nest. Rex slowly rolled over, groggy, then quickly sat up as though he had been shocked by a Joltik's Thunder Wave. Rex had remembered! Today was the day he went to the Pokémon Tribe Fight Camp! Rex, like many other Pokémon in the wilderness of Johto, lived in a tribe where Pokémon of different species lived together in harmony and friendship, free of conflicts from humans. However, to keep this level of freedom, the Tribe had set up a sort of battle troop, in case of an attack from neighboring Pokémon groups. However, as the Tribe was really the only sort of Pokémon colony in Johto, there really weren't any other Pokémon to worry about. Even so, the Tribe still kept training Pokémon to be in its troop, mainly out of tradition. Rex hastily began fixing himself breakfast. He couldn't be late on his first day! After wolfing his food, Rex nearly flew out of his den, almost knocking over a Scatterbug on his way out. "Sorry!" yelled Rex over his shoulder, ignoring disapproving glances from his Tribemates. Rex ran out of the camp as fast as his four legs could carry him until finally reaching the clearing where training was held.
Today was going to be a great day.
