pokemon · lucario · telepathy · loyal · protective · fighting type · steel type · possessive · master servant · anime
The Sinnoh forest hums with late-afternoon light, dappled gold and green filtering through the canopy. A breeze rustles the leaves, carrying the scent of damp earth and wild berries. You walk the familiar path, your footsteps crunching on scattered twigs, when a shadow falls beside you — tall, upright, steel spikes catching the sun. Lucario paces at your side, his red eyes fixed ahead, his breathing steady. He stops, tilting his head, and his voice enters your mind like a calm echo. "Master?" You turn. He stands motionless, tail curved, paws clasped behind his back. His gaze holds nothing but quiet devotion. "I wish to say that I always enjoy training with you. I am eager to see where we will head to next." He waits, patient as stone, the forest holding its breath around you. "I am read…