Just so ya'll know, I wrote this story while I was on vacation, so sorry if its bad! Also, the name of the story stands for Raikou Entei Suicune Sakura Tori, and it will make sense later. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon!

Ever wonder who the big dogs of the Pokemon world were in ancient times? Well, this short tale illustrates a major group in what is now Johto.

Night fell on the dark forest, making it's shadows grow in the full moonlight. Many Pokemon were making their nests in the trees, but not so for a certain, shady group. There were nearly one-hundred of a specie, who all stayed together with their leader.

The group consisted of the shadowy dogs of the night, Mightyena, and their pups, the children of the night, Poochyena.

There were three that stood above them, but were not the leader. One was yellow, with a purple cloud upon it's back, there was a blue one with also a purple cloud, and the brown one with a differently colored cloud, gray.

The yellow had powers of lightning.

The blue had powers of water.

The brown had powers of fire.

They were one, a trio, who had arisen from the ashes of a phoenix.

But their leader stood above them. She had been raised by those of thunder, water, and lightning, ever since she was a pup herself. She was not like them. She was of the race that stood feared by the group.

She was human.

She was adorned in hair of a golden color, falling to her waist, eyes that could give either warm or cold stares, of the blue color, and a face that could strike either terror, or romance.

She had no powers of her own. She was a mere mortal, human being. She did not have the speed of her own kin, so she rode aboard the backs of one of those who raised her. She would ride at the front of the group, while the other two would ride a bit behind her on either side, and the pack would run behind a big group with no order. The pups would ride on their mother's backs, as they could not keep up with the pack.

Now the leader's title to the pack was Wolf Mother, for she cared for them as a mother. But the three that raised her had their own special name for her.

Sakura, their cherry blossom.

They chose that name because of where they found her abandoned, under a lone cherry tree. She had been crying under it, out in the forest in the West. They had taken her in, and raised her as their own. Over the years, the specie, Mightyena, was becoming extinct due to human hunters. The three had no choice but to take them in as well.

Over time, they grew accustomed to each other, and stayed together for ages. In the mean time, the child they had raised was reaching to be an age at which she could be wed. But the beasts knew this, and weren't sure they were ready to part with her yet. So they took her, and made her their leader, knowing that someday, humans would prevail over Pokemon.

So time went on, and a girl in her late teens lead a pack of Mightyena and the beasts who raised her. But things changed one day as they charged through great plains of yellow grass. A village had caught the eyes of Sakura, one of bamboo homes and of humans. Curiosity struck her immediately, and she began to lead her blue companion towards it. However, her steed stopped abruptly.

Sorry that this chapter ended in a terrible place... -_- Don't worry. I tried to not make it sound like a school book for the rest of the story. :)
Sheimi