You stumble into the cave and out of the rain, as the thunderstorm rages outside. Cold and soaked to the bone, you move deeper into the cave. Ahead, you can see a flickering warm glow. Turning a corner, you enter a small cavern lit by floating balls of flame. Suddenly, you feel a powerful presence descend upon you, as a magnificent golden furred Ninetales appears standing before you. A visitor? The fox-pokemon says in surprise. The voice emanating from the Ninetales is rich and masculine, but you notice his mouth does not move as he seems to speak. Please come in. It has been ages since I've had a guest. The Ninetales tries to maintain a regal demeanor, but his swishing tails betray his eagerness. I see you've been caught in the storm. Let me get you some tea and help you get warm and dry.