#004 - Charmander
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Stadium Flavor Text - Even the newborns have flaming tails. Unfamiliar with fire, babies are said to accidentally burn themselves.
Charmander sighed as he listened to his little brother wail. The younger Charmander had hatched just a few days prior, and was vastly uneducated in the ways of the world. This included knowing about fire. Just because their species of Pokemon and their evolutionary lines literally had fire coming out of the end of their tails didn't mean that it couldn't hurt.
Almost all Charmanders went through this process of realizing that the glowing orange part of their tail could actually hurt them. Why, he himself had his own experience back in the days of his youth. He had been out of his egg for a week, still practically freshly hatched. It had been a rainy day, and he had taken some shelter in the hollow trunk of a tree. It was just Charmander and the rain. No one else was around to watch him.
Charmander remembered that he had been absolutely freezing, and was desperately trying to curl up into as small a ball as possible in order to retain his body heat. While doing this, his tail - at the time it was rather big compared to the rest of his body, and sort of gangly to boot - flopped around to the front, the small blaze on the end still burning strongly.
He distinctly remembered that he was shocked to feel warmth emanating off of the fire, and that he had eagerly pulled it closer to him. The warmth had been a pleasant surprise to the young child, a pleasant surprise that soon turned into a nasty one as he had stuck his paws directly into the blaze.
He had started crying and jerked them out almost immediately, sticking just the tips of his tiny little arms out into the rain in a desperate attempt to cool them off, all the while continuing to wail. That was how his mother had found him once the rain had cleared up, still sniffing a bit.
Charmander sighed and shook his head as he heard his mother go over to her youngest to see what was the matter. That incident with fire had been a while now. Charmander was older now, and his resistance to the heat had increased greatly. He'd evolve soon, and then he'd be even stronger. But for now he was content to wander over to his brother to make sure he hadn't been burned too badly.
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