T-311: Pluto

“So, Professor Blackthorn needs mushrooms from the mysterious, probably magical forest…” Pluto stood just outside the outskirts of the Sylvangloam, squinting apprehensively into the glowing forest. Supposedly, the forest rearranges itself every day. Pluto would normally think of it as an urban legend or something, but she also lived in a world with pokemon and human fusions so she supposed there were weirder things. To be honest, she would rather not go in...