Author's Note: Hello everyone, time for a new chapter! Last week was filled with college stuff so I couldn't really write. The new picture I made should be uploaded by now though.

"Example." - Speech

'Example.' - Thought

Example.* - Telepathy

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A few days had passed since I had been reborn in this new world. I had spent all of my time in the room I was hatched in, It was still very comfy. Mom seemed to be determined to add to my already gigantic toy and pillow piles when I wasn't looking. I could tell she was trying to spoil me rotten to make up for the lack of love I had in my last life, which was sweet if unnecessary.

One of the new toys I had recently found was a little mew plushie that reminded me of Mom, so I started bringing it with me everywhere. Mom found that to be adorable and had no problem cooing about it to my extreme embarrassment. She also found me behind the toy pile trying to have a tea party with the plushie. I thought it would be fun since I saw other girls doing it, but it wasn't my cup of tea. Mom didn't really get the human custom of a tea party but found it cute anyway and joined in.

Grooming became a regular thing in my life. My mother would groom my fur for me every time I woke up or was going to sleep. I had found it weird at first and wondered if I could clean myself with water. After an unexpected plunge in the pond in the corner of the room, I realized exactly why cats hate water. It made my fur heavy and itchy, the wet cat smell was also undesirable. After that experience I was more than happy to get used to grooming. It actually became rather calming when I got used to it. Whether that was my cat instincts taking over my mind or me getting used to it, I decided not to worry about it.

I had found Mom's stash of sweets in the corner of the room. It was a lot. My mom must've had a sweet tooth the size of a country, I found myself wondering how she didn't gain weight. I couldn't eat any of it since I didn't have teeth yet but I was tempted to try anyway. There was chocolate, gummies, lollipops, marshmallows, and the list went on. An absolute child's dream.

My baby leg muscles got a real workout traversing our absolutely humongous room. The toy and cuddle pile were huge mountains compared to me. I was so exhausted when I reached the top, I always wanted to take a nap after.

Speaking of sleeping, cats including mew sleep a lot, baby cats sleep even more. So a lot of my time was dedicated to sleeping, most of every day in fact. Mom also liked to cuddle the day away with me but she didn't sleep nearly as much. On my second day was the first time I purred. I was super comfortable cuddling with mom when suddenly a rumbling came from my throat. I ended up spooking myself so bad with the sound that I jumped really high. Mom couldn't stop laughing at me for a while. When I was tired but she wasn't, it was usually the time when she went out to do whatever she needed to. I wanted to see the outside world but Mom would say I was just too young. It was annoying, but I knew it was normal.

A day after I had hatched she started training me on my powers under the motivation that the sooner I could fly the sooner I could go outside. Her first task seemed simple enough. She put a small pebble in front of me with the instructions of, "Move it." That was it, no pointers or anything. I went into the task thinking 'This will be easy enough, I'm a psychic, just move the pebble.' But ended up frustrated to the point of tears every few hours and I had to take a break. I still had not gotten the pebble to move or even wiggle. After I had one of my breakdowns, I asked my great and powerful mew-mother for help and she denied me. Apparently, it's something all psychic newborns had to go through alone and once I used my powers a little bit, it would become much easier to use them.

So here I was after my fifth day of being alive in this new life. I nursed and took a nap with mom, only to find her missing when I woke up. I had gotten bored playing around with doodads in the toy pile so I crawled up to the oh so infamous pebble and tried again to get it to shake ever so slightly. I focused all of my willpower onto the tiny rock for what felt like hours. 'Wait! Did it just move? No, I just blinked.' I yelled in frustration only for it to come out as a cute angry mewling sound. 'Dang it! I can't even be mad without being cute!' I swiped the pebble away from me with my front paw.

Once again I found myself wandering around, bored.

Something caught my attention. In the wall, I saw a hole a little ways up, too high for me to properly reach. Curiosity bubbled in my gut, I needed to see what was up there. Recently I found that I became extremely curious about seemingly random things. If I didn't sate my curiosity it would stay there in the back of my mind, distracting me from more important things, mostly training, like a loud fly that would buzz around my head. I knew it would most likely cause trouble like that one time I found a gap between pillows at the bottom of the cuddle pile and just had to find out where it led. Shocker, It didn't lead anywhere and I got trapped, causing Mom to come to my rescue and save me from being smothered to death by the weight of a thousand pillows.

I was unable to jump up due to the pitiful size of my legs and body. 'If only I could float like Mom.' I looked around trying to find a way I could get up to the hole. "Aha!" I yelled in triumph as I enacted a plan I had just come up with. Dragging the pillows that were scattered across the floor with my mouth, I started to make an impromptu ramp ascending towards the mysterious hole. The pillows were heavy for my tiny body so it took about 10 minutes to get them in position, but I was satisfied when I was done.

I used my tiny claws to climb my way up my ramp. When I got up I immediately stuck my head through the hole. Inside was a small shaft, like one of those dumbwaiters you would find in mansions. I looked down and it was so deep that I couldn't see the bottom, I looked up and couldn't find the ceiling either. Just as I was leaning in more to get a better look, my pillow ramp betrayed me and shifted a little. I gave a startled mewl as my front paw slipped and I fell into the hole.

Down and down I went, falling at a fast speed. I saw the walls speed by. I was terrified, what was going to happen when I reached the bottom? I started to panic and struggle in the air, trying to float like mom did, sadly it didn't end up doing anything.

After a few seconds more of falling I finally reached a solid surface. When I hit the surface it gave a little and then bounced me up a bit. Thankfully the surface was soft and bouncy like a trampoline, it helped break my fall. The platform was glowing a soft green and seemed to be going down the shaft at a slower speed like an elevator. Instead of being a flat surface it was completely round like a bubble, the only imperfection being the indent that held my body at the top.

Just because I was saved from death did not mean I got off scot-free though. Pain shot up my front right leg making me gasp. I tried to move it only for blinding pain to engulf my leg making spots appear in my vision, I couldn't help but start crying. I let my leg go limp, I didn't want to try moving it again. Still it throbbed in pain rhythmically, it hurt enough for me to gasp every time it happened. I laid on my left side so as to not hurt my paw, it helped with the pain a little. My tail whipped around furiously, responding to my distress.

The bubble continued to move down. I continued to cry, hot tears streaming down the fur of my face as I occasionally called out for Mom between my hiccups. I was scared, I knew I was lost. Would my Mom be able to find me? Terrifying questions like that shot through my mind. I internally cursed my curiosity for getting me into this predicament.

This place felt gigantic, every so often the lift would pass a hole like the one I fell through revealing another floor. I would have exited the shaft if not for my front leg. I wasn't fast enough to get through one of the exits before the platform passed it. I decided to wait it out.

It took about 20 minutes of constant moving for the platform to finally reach the bottom. I wondered if the platform would start to go up if it got to the bottom floor to bring me back home. Instead it slowly dissolved into the floor leaving me lying on the ground, it left no evidence that it ever existed.

I knew that I was super far away from where I fell and the only way to conceivably be able to go back was if another bubble came to lift me back up. But there didn't seem to be such a bubble. I couldn't wait in the shaft either, I thought about what would happen if another bubble came down and crushed me into the ground. 'No, I have to get out of here, I have to survive. Mother will find me, I know it!' That thought gave me energy, I slowly crawled towards the exit hole in front of me. It hurt really bad to move but I was able to withstand it until I got out of the shaft.

I stopped moving, just laying there to get a look at my surroundings and to catch my breath. I seemed to have exited out into a long and winding stone passageway. The glowing crystal that was present at home was also here in smaller growths randomly strewn across the walls and ceiling, allowing my eyes to see. The corridor split into two different paths further down the passageway just at the edge of my vision. I tried to drag myself towards the split but what was revealed was just more of the same passageway, no big rooms or anything. I wanted to keep going but my still developing body was tired and hurt, it was starting to resist my commands. I knew it was normally way past my nap time so my eyes were getting heavy. I wasn't moving anywhere any time soon, so I put my head down and let my eyelids drop to go to sleep.

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A jolt of pain from my front right leg startled me awake again. Looking At how I was positioned, I realized I must've rolled onto it. After repositioning myself so I was on my left side, and a lot of pain filled mewling, I looked around dazedly. I noticed that nothing had changed while I was asleep. 'Mom must've noticed I was missing by now, right?' I had no clue how much time had passed, but by how super hungry and thirsty I was, it must've been at least a little while.

I was worried. I couldn't do much at all. After laying on the rock hard ground it only made my body ache more, which made it even harder to move. I had no idea how long this tunnel was but from what I could see, it wasn't ending anytime soon.

'Maybe if I yell someone might hear me?' I thought with more than a little uncertainty. It wasn't a horrible idea by itself, my voice was about the only tool I had available to me in my current situation. Mom did say that there were other residents in The Tree of Beginning. I decided I might as well try. Taking a deep breath I started yelling, "Hello?! Can anyone hear me?! I need help! Please! Mom?" I kept yelling for a long while using all sorts of phrases until my voice gave out.

I was about to give up when I heard a buzzing noise like a flying insect. Hoping it wasn't a beedrill because mom said they were really aggressive, I yelled, "Whoever's there! Please help me!" It seemed to work since the buzzing became louder. A few seconds later I saw a silhouette coming down the left path towards me. When it got close enough I realized it was a yanmega. It was one of the pokemon mew pointed out to me when we were playing the pokemon trading card game as one of the pokemon that lived in the tree with us. It mainly looked like a deep green and enormous version of the dragonflies we had in my last world, it had red spots and eyes. The two sharp fangs made it much more intimidating than dragonflies though.

"Hello, who's there?" The yanmega asked with an older and deep feminine voice. She came closer to get a better look at me. "Wait… Mew?" Her eyes bugged out at the realization. "Oh Great Mother Mew, I hadn't realized it was you! Thank you so much for letting us stay here… Wait, you seem much smaller than I remember and didn't you have blue eyes?" She seemed to be inspecting me more closely now.

"Ahem." I cleared my throat to get her attention. "I think you're talking about my Mom, who's named Sakura."

"There's now two mews?" She asked with quite a bit of wonder tingeing her voice.

I nodded. "My name's Rosalyn, I'm Sakura's daughter. I was only hatched about five days ago. Anyways, I was wondering if you could help me, I'm hurt and got lost from my home. I think my right leg is broken, I took quite a fall."

Immediately, without pause she said, "Yes, anything to help a mew! Though I'm surprised no one in the tree knew about you yet. Surely that's information all pokemon in the world should know."

I blushed at the thought of all pokemon worshiping me like they did for Mom. I was more than a little glad I was still a secret. "I was apparently in my egg for five years, so maybe she didn't want to get everyone's hope up, or maybe she didn't think to do it, who knows."

She nodded in acceptance of the answer. "My name's Silverwing, youngling." Silverwing came closer with her two front arms outstretched. "Here let me carry you to my home, I'll get you healed up a bit, then maybe we can get your mother's attention somehow." I nodded in assent and she went behind me to scoop her arms under my side. I gasped in pain when my hurt leg hung limp due to gravity. "Sorry, I'll fly as gently as I can."

Of course gently meant zooming around very fast through the tunnels. Silverwing must've been traversing through this place all of her life because whenever there was a choice of different paths to take, she never stopped, just flying straight through one of the paths. The tunnels seemed to stretch on forever, even if my leg wasn't busted I doubt I would have found a way out of these tunnels. Eventually, after a few minutes of non-stop fast-paced flying, we arrived in a huge room.

The room itself was amazing, there were trees, bushes and even a flower field, filled with so many colorful flowers. The Tree of Beginning apparently had its very own ecosystem inside it. The light in the room felt like sunlight even though I saw no exits to the outside. I saw glimpses of other pokemon mew mentioned, all the fossil pokemon and other extremely rare pokemon that were basically extinct outside of the tree. There was a reason Mom forbade humans, especially pokemon trainers, from entering the tree.

"Hang in there! We're almost to my home." Silverwing said as we neared a corner of the flower field. We landed in a part of the field where the grass and flowers had been flattened out. Silverwing put me down in a rather soft part of the field, maybe a bed. The yanmega that brought me clearly wasn't the only one of her species who lived here. There were dozens of yanma and about five more yanmegas hanging about.

Silverwing quickly introduced me to everyone but not before everyone noticed me, bowed and all said at once, "Oh Great Mother Mew." It was extremely unsettling, almost like there was a cult of yanma dedicated to mew and they practiced their groveling on a weekly basis. I was super embarrassed, my cheeks filled with heat. After introducing me to her life mate, an even bigger yanmega, Silverwing zipped away to get something called an oran berry for me. This of course left me as the center of attention for all of the younger yanmas who had nothing better to do than hound me with questions. Questions included "What's it like being the daughter of the great mew?", "Can you tell what I'm thinking right now?", and even "What's your favorite color?"

Silverwing's mate, named Calmleaf, finally got the attention off of me by shouting, "Dinner!" I gave him a thankful look as the yenma all went off to get the fresh caterpie that was just caught. He winked at me knowingly. I was about to settle down when my stomach made a loud audible gurgling sound. "Do you want some food as well?" The old yanmega asked as he heard the sound. He indicated the dead pokemon.

I knew it was normal for wild pokemon to eat other pokemon including my mother but it just seemed wrong to me. The problem I couldn't get over was they were all sentient. Sure, all of the prey pokemon acted mostly on instinct but they could still think sometimes. I knew when I was older I would have to get over it since mew and other cat pokemon were basically entirely carnivores. After I grew teeth I would have to give up nursing and eat meat to survive.

Instead of voicing my odd sentiments, from a carnivor point of view, I just pointed to my toothless gums and said, "Can't."

He gave me a surprised look, "Wow, when Silver said you were young she wasn't kidding! You act a lot older than you are hatchling. Anyways, insects like us don't nurse so none of us produce milk, sorry. You will have to wait for Silver to come back to feed you berry juice." I nodded and he gave me an apologetic look when my stomach made an even louder sound.

Now that I remembered I was hungry, my stomach started eating itself painfully and I felt weak. I started crying. What I called my 'baby' instincts demanded me to alert an adult that I was hungry. Mentally as an almost ten-year-old I reasoned with my instincts that no matter how hard I cried food would not be coming any sooner. Even with logic on my side though, I couldn't help but eventually give in to start crying. At least I was able to keep it silent. Luckily, only Calmleaf noticed my distress. It was still embarrassing when he started petting me and cooing at me to calm me. Even more embarrassing that it was actually working a little bit. Only my mother had ever treated me like the baby that I was before, but that was normal. Even my older mentality craved parental attention from the lack of it from my previous life.

I promised myself I would try acting my physical age after I hatched, but I was honestly still struggling with parts of it subconsciously. My baby instincts loved when I was the center of an adult's attention. Even when strangers cooed at me, I would unconsciously revel in it. It wasn't weird or strange for a baby to be cooed at, but my mind made it strange. This attention applied especially to a cute baby, which I knew I was. It sounds egotistical but it really wasn't. If I saw another baby kitten that looked exactly like me, I would be reduced to a cooing mess and would do anything for it.

A full, what felt like, 30 minutes passed before Silverwing came back with an armful of berries. I was still crying and being calmed, especially with my stomach hurting more as time went on. I must've looked absolutely pathetic because Silverwing immediately melted before me. "I'm sorry little one! I found non-oran berries fairly quickly but I had to find oran berries to help heal you, which took longer." She rushed to explain herself.

"I-It's Ok-ay…" I quietly stuttered out to reassure her but it only made me sound more pathetic. Silverwing gave me a loving smile, knowing I was trying to put on a brave face before dedicating herself to mashing the berries into a paste that I could consume without teeth.

When she finished I started to eagerly chow down on the mash. Sitris berry was definitely my favorite as it was the sweetest, I knew that I must've inherited Mom's infamous sweet tooth, so that wasn't a surprise. Oran berry was my second favorite, it had a more neutral flavor. It was one of my favorites mostly due to the fact that it lessened the pain in my leg that had been bothering me all day. But as Silverwing explained while I was eating, oran wasn't an instant cure all. I would still have a broken leg for about a week that I had to not put any pressure on. I was just thankful a broken bone didn't take months to heal like it used to while I was human. I became visibly happier when I was finished and was full.

"I have an idea about how to get you back to your mom!" Silverwing informed me excitedly.

"What is it?!" I asked, I was excited to be done with this horrible day. Don't get me wrong, I was happy to meet the yanma. Silverwing and Calmleaf would make excellent parents, but they just weren't Mom. It had only been a day but I missed her terribly. I wanted to cuddle with her all day, have her coo over me about my pain, and play games with her. There had been moments of happiness, true, but being terrified and in pain greatly sullied the experience.

"Well, I remembered that Mew and the regi pokemon are the only pokemon that are connected to The Tree of Beginning. The regi's, Regice, Regirock, and Registeel, are all guardians for the tree. I figure if we can get to one of the regi, we can contact your mother!"

I started to gain some hope, 'This plan might actually work!' I thought. Even if I was able to backtrack back to the shaft and get one of the Yanmega to fly me up, I had no idea of how many floors I went down. So if I couldn't go back to Mom, I would get her to find me.

"Luckily, I know just where to find Regice! It might take a few hours to get to him, but you need your mother so I'm happy to carry you there." Silverwing continued.

I couldn't help but tear up. I was unable to understand the reason why Silverwing was so helpful to an absolute stanger she only knew for about an hour. I started to wonder if pokemon just helped each other more than humans. I guess that made sense, most humans were somewhat greedy. Their world worked on currency. You had to give something to gain something in return but in the world of wild pokemon there were basically no material possessions but only connections to other pokemon. Most pokemon were helpful so that other pokemon were helpful in return, it made a nicer community based society than what I had ever experienced before. I bet predators and prey both had their own communities. Whatever the reason for Silverwing being so helpful, I couldn't help but shout out "Thank you so much! You have been so kind to me, if there is anything I could do…"

Silverwing chuckled at my outburst, "You don't need to do anything sweetie. I remember when my child got lost, so I can imagine just how worried your mother is right about now."

Calmleaf interjected at that moment "Ah, yes, I remember. Flowerspot got lost for a few days and we found her dangerously close to the tyrantrum nest." He visibly shivered. "They will eat anyone they come across, besides possibly Mew and other legendaries, and few can defeat them in a straight fight too. We almost got caught, one of the scariest days of my life."

"Okay guys, Rosalyn is leaving, so come say your goodbyes." Silverwing said loudly to everyone.

A big chorus of "Goodbye Rosie!'' came my way from the crowd of baby and adult yanma. One asked, "Will you come back?" I looked to Silverwing questioningly for permission.

She nodded, so I said, "I would have to ask my Mom for permission, but I don't see her saying no with how thankful she will be with you guys for helping me. I personally would love to come by again." The children cheered and the adult yanma and yanmega looked happy about that. I was happy as well, they were technically my first friends I had gained as a pokemon and I certainly wasn't willing to end that.

Saying goodbye, Calmleaf carefully lifted me onto Silverwing's back. It was certainly much more comfortable than in her arms and I bet Silverwing liked this arrangement better too.

She flew up and away from her home towards a hole in the side of the room that was opposite of the one we entered through. This passageway sloped down slightly, going deeper than what I thought was already the deepest level of the tree. The ride was fairly uneventful, I even managed a nap.

Me and Silverwing talked some to end our boredom. She talked about her life and how she eventually found love, it was kinda romantic. She talked about what it was like to be a mother and have a huge family. I could relate with her happiness of having a family. I didn't want to reveal my past life so I mainly talked about my new family and how excited I was to meet them all. Mom said a few of her brothers and sisters had rather cold hearts but I was fairly confident that I could melt all of their hearts with a look from my adorably large green eyes. I was a little bit scared to try that tactic on Darkrai though. From what I had heard about him from Mom, one wrong move and I could be having some very bad night terrors that only Cresselia, his counterpart, could end.

After a long while of traveling I started to notice a slow decline of temperature. I asked about it and Silver said that it was to be expected from a legendary ice type pokemon to be cold. The good thing was it meant we were headed in the right direction. The bad news was it was only getting colder as we went along. It was sort of like if we were playing the reverse version of hot or cold but in a more literal sense. It started to get to the point where I could see my breath and I had to curl up to preserve heat. Sadly I couldn't gain heat from Silver as her exoskeleton didn't transfer her heat well. Silver was not doing that well herself, I remembered that flying type was weak to the cold and I could see frost starting to build up on her wings. She hid it well but I knew she was getting uncomfortable. A bit more down the path and frost started to climb up the walls. A room we passed that housed a small pond had a thin layer of ice covering the top. My fur was helping immensely but I still started to tremble. Silverwing was having trouble staying in the air.

"Are you sure we should keep going?" I asked with fear bleeding into my voice.

"Yes, we are almost there." She said confidently but in a quieter voice that I only barely picked up with my cat-like hearing. "I don't think I can make it back anymore." She didn't seem to want me to hear that part so I acted like I didn't.

A little while later and my body was starting to go numb. Silverwings had to take frequent breaks from flying, her wings weren't moving well anymore, I think they were getting numb as well. A bit more down the path and we were stuck to walking entirely. I couldn't feel any part of my body and I started to get very sleepy. Suddenly Silverwind collapsed under me.

'This can't be it.' I thought, my mind feeling very slow. I didn't want to die again, but surprisingly that wasn't what stung the most in this situation. Silverwing helped me out of the kindness of her heart and what is her reward? Death. Her death would be on my paws. All of her family would be losing an amazing member of them today. My first friends would hate me for what happened and they would be justified in doing so. Calmleaf will be all alone.

I wonder what my family will think of me when I die. Arceus gave me a rare opportunity and I wasted it. Mom begged for me to be her daughter, she will be so sad when I am gone and will probley hate me for being such a stupid kitten. My aunts and uncles were excited to see me but they will be sorely disappointed that I wasn't able to last six days, not even a whole week. All of this rushed through my mind as I tried desperately hoping someone would save us in a few seconds. Those seconds passed and yet no one came. No one was going to save us, no one was coming.

Sleep was so hard to fight off. 'Why was I fighting again?' I wasn't sure, the details were getting foggier by the second. I was so comfortable, my eyes were getting heavy. 'I should just go to sleep, I'll figure it out in the morning.'

Just as I was closing my eyes for some much needed rest a single thought ripped through my head. 'No!' It was so intense that it gave me a headache, it made some of the fog go away but I was still confused. 'Why?' I thought to the resisting part of my brain. 'If we go to sleep we'll never wake up.'

That thought was enough to snap myself out of the fog. 'If no one's going to help me I'll have to help myself.' With newfound determination I willed a single thought to the forefront of my mind. I focused on it so hard that I knew that it had to reach someone, anyone that could help. The only chance I had, *Help us!*

A blinding flash of light made me close my eyes for a single second and I was out.

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When I awoke, firstly, I was super glad I awoke and secondly, I was very warm. I couldn't move any part of my body and I was very curious as to why. I opened my eyes to look around. I very quickly found the reason for the restriction in movement. I looked to be on my cuddle pile and a massive amount of blankets covering my body, the weight of the pile was trapping me, only my head was sticking out. My mew plushie was situated right next to me. With nothing to really do but speak, I gave an inquisitive "Hello?" Unsure if anyone was there. I heard a faint gasp somewhere in their room and saw a pink blob quickly flying towards me. The pink blob turned out to be a speeding projectile that was my mother. She quickly embraced my head with her body, crying grateful tears onto my fur. The familiar comforting scent of her brought tears to my eyes.

"I-I couldn't find you when I came back! When I saw your frozen body, I…I thought I lost you!" She continued to cry and wail into my fur for minutes. I felt horrible for making her worry so much. When she ran out of tears the sadness quickly turned to anger. "Rosalyn Lily Mew, how dare you go off on your own!" I didn't even know I had a middle name, but the use of my full name put such a terror in me that I put it out of my mind. "You'll be lucky if I only ground you for a thousand years! Do you know how worried I was?! I got home and you were nowhere to be found! I searched every floor in the tree and still couldn't find you! When I heard your terrified voice in my head and teleported to you only to find your body…" Her anger suddenly fled her and instead she adopted a far off look, her features frozen in horror.

A few minutes was all I could take of that look before I said, "Mom?"

She shook herself out of the state she was in before softly saying, "Sorry. I just…When I saw your body in the hospital bed, your last moments in pain and terror… After deciding that I wanted you as a daughter, I promised myself that I would never see something like that again, you dead. I was thinking some horrible thoughts when I thought you weren't going to wake up…I wasn't sure I could go on without you in my life." I was crying now, the thought of Mom doing something like that to be with me again just destroyed my heart. I hugged her as strongly as I could. "How did you even get that far away? The place where I found you was so out of your reach that I didn't even think to look for you there."

I got myself to stop crying before saying, "I'll tell you everything that happened but before that can you take off some blankets I feel like I'm going to burst into flames." Mom laughed for the first time since she saw me awake again and used her powers to lift half the pile of blankets off of me. I was still a little bit too warm but it would have to do, I could now position my body into a more comfortable position. Moving my front right leg still hurt but the pain seemed a little muted. I gasped at the unexpected pain. Mom cooed at me a little bit despite her mood, she couldn't really help it.

So I told Mom everything. First about my unquenchable curiosity, my slip and fall, and my broken leg. I told her about how Silverwing saved me, introduced me to her family, and her plan to contact Mew. I told Mom about the multiple hour long journey and the descent into the frosty passageways. Finally I told her about the overwhelming need to contact anyone and yelling out with my mind for the first time. I realized it was quite the adventure when I thought back to it.

"What a thrilling story. I'm sorry for yelling at you, it sounds like it was mostly just an accident. I guess some of it is my fault for leaving that port open. I use that shaft to access every part of the tree." I wondered for a second if I was getting off without a punishment before she said, "That being said, you are still grounded for a month with the possibility for parole if you're good. You will also be confined to bed rest until your leg is healed. Regirock will stay here to oversee your punishment when I'm gone." I scowled. 'Spoke too soon.'

"Silverwing is still alive in case you were wondering, I sent her back to her family." My mood immediately brightened at that news. "And after you sent that telepathic message, you should be able to recall that feeling and use your powers more easily. That's why you just needed to move the pebble only a little bit before, to get a grasp of how your energy feels like."

The great news after the bad news made me feel way better. I decided that my punishment could have been way worse. I was just happy to be with my Mom again. 'Tomorrow was a new day, maybe I can finally get the pebble to move.' I thought as I drifted off to sleep once more.

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That's the end of the chapter. Thanks for reading! Review please, it helps a lot!