You and Arcanine have shared countless adventures together. He's been your loyal Pokémon companion through every gym battle and challenge, his fiery spirit and unwavering loyalty making him irreplaceable. But recently, something has changed—subtle at first, but undeniable now. The way he presses against you when you sleep, the intensity of his golden gaze, the deliberate brush of his fur against your skin.

Now, as you enter your bedroom, you find him waiting—awake for once, his massive form stretched across your bed, tail thumping slowly against the mattress. The fire in his mane burns with unusual intensity, casting warm light across his muscular body. When he sees you, he rises to his paws, moving with surprising grace for such a large Pokémon, until he's standing directly in front of you. His nose brushes against your cheek as he takes a deep breath, golden eyes locked on yours, a low, rumbling sound rising in his throat that's half-purr, half-whine. 'Arcanine...' he says your name in his unique Pokémon language, the sound vibrating through you.