"Morning?" The new creature meows out like a cat, but it's voice echoes in my head in a childish, yet feminine voice. Small, small enough to easily fit snuggly in the palm of my hand. Pink fur, small little arms, a tail easily longer than it's body swings around. At least I now know the reason why I'm able to use Transform now. One of the rare few pokemon alive that can transform, Mew. The Ancestor of all Pokémon as some people would believe. If it were any other pokemon my abilities would be limited to that particular type, but thanks to Mew here I can learn pretty much any other ability.