The Rain

It was a rainy day, it's always a rainy day in Alola either that or the sun is too bright it hurts. I'm not the one to go outside, but now is one of those rare occasions. I am standing in the field, rain is pouring down upon my face. Looking down, I see the worms crawling about, wriggling. My fur is soaked, but I am not cold. I stare up again at the grey sky and the arc of rain pouring down upon me. I feel like I am sinking in the mud, but it is just wet and I am not. I have always wondered what it would be like to evolve to become something bigger and better. But it scares me changing in any way always is frightening. But to change is only natural it is nessicalry to survive. Suddenly I am changing, both physically and mentally, becoming elongated and fluffier. I am standing in the field on four paws instead of two. I look back behind me at the large green house and all the memories I have there, both good and bad. I look down at the worms and back to the house. I go walking carefully back so as to not step on the little creatures.