Take One: Blue
Oh, how the lonely Dunsparce wormed along the earth at sunrise! He wouldn't say he was lonely, but he wouldn't say anything else. In the same way, his big, round eyes never opened anymore. He would only weakly flap his wings and repeatedly plummet face first into the dirt.
His heart would beat, hour after hour. Yet he had never loved anything. Long ago he caved into himself, and resigned himself to his cave underground. Of course, he seemed easygoing enough, and other pokemon came to him often, but he'd given up on trust. And he wanted to bleed!
Eyes slipped for a tiniest opening for hopefulness. He heard a human voice, the sun burned him, and if he could he would have kicked himself. His stupid heart pounded with excitement, and he longed to have an owner. He longed, he leapt, and he dug into the dirt.
[The End]