Torchic was living her usual life. Doing chores for her mother, Blaziken, eating, and playing in the fields. She had just finished washing the dishes, and wanted to go play in the field. She said goodbye to her mother, and then ran toward the fields, feeling the wind ruffle in her feathers. Oh, how she loved that feeling. No problems in the world. She was going to go climb her favorite tree when she saw a dark figure sitting under it. She slowly approached to find a shiny Zoroark sitting there. She thought to herself, "Wow! A shiny Pokémon! What luck!" She approached Zoroark, not recognizing him from the wanted posters all over town. "Hi, mister!" Zoroark whipped his head around to look at Torchic. "What's your name?" Torchic asked sweetly. Zoroark raised an eyebrow at this. "Zoroark..." he said hesitantly. "Nice to meet you, Zoroark. I'm Torchic." she said happily. Zoroark turned to Torchic and replied, "Nice to meet you too..." This Pokémon didn't seem to know who he was. Zoroark wanted to keep it that way. She also seemed to really like him. "I might have to pull back on crime for now..." thought Zoroark. The two Pokémon just sat there under the tree for a while, then Zoroark got up, and said, "Well, I guess i'd better go. See you." Torchic got up after him, and said, "Wait!" Zoroark turned around. "Hm?" "Do you want to spend the night at my house?" Torchic asked, smiling. Zoroark hesitated. How did she know that he didn't have a real home? Then he replied, "Sure." Torchic said happily, "Yay! It's this way!" then ran excitedly back home, with Zoroark following.