Alternate rewrite of this story.
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>In the past, when the boundaries between humans and Pokémon was blurred, there was a grassy plain and a large lake at the foot of the mountain. Two men lived on the west and east sides of the lake.
>The two men lived by hunting Pokémon. The man living on the West was not the best hunter, but he strictly followed the rules of hunting. The man on the east was a skilled hunter but often neglected the rules of hunting.
>One day the man of the west went out to hunt and he saw a Rapidash on the plain. Its lush fiery mane shone beautify in the sunlight. As the man from the west readied his bow, the Rapidash spoke.
>“We have children now. If I die there will be none of us left in this plain.”
>The man of the west Lowered his bow and said.
>“Then I will not kill you. However I desire your beautiful mane, so I ask you to become my wife.”
>The Rapidash saw the strong arms of the man of the west, his tall lean body and sharp keen eyes. Desirable traits in any male.
>The Rapidash became the Wife of the man of the west.
>Thus the man of the west would ride his wife every day while he hunted and foraged for food. His skill of bow and knowledge of the lands provided for both himself and his wife.
>Every night the Rapidash would ride her husband. Her soft touch and nurturing nature would restore the man’s stamina and bring him peace between mind body and soul.
>Seasons passed and Ponyta began to appear in the plains, The man from the west rode his wife gallantly across the plains. Eventually, they reached a reached a place where many Rapidash and Ponyta were resting. The man from the west readied his bow and asked his wife if it was okay to hunt the other Rapidash.
>His Rapidash Wife knew that her husband was strong, and skillful, and wise, all these traits combined made him a superior specimen than the meeker male Rapidash. As such it was his right to assert his will over the lesser Rapidash. His wife spoke.
