A gentle adventure story for young children about knowing what your body needs.

Squirtle comes down the bank sideways, four feet skidding, and hits the creek with a slap. There are two jobs on this creek today, a fast one this morning and a long slow one after lunch, and he is going to be wrong about the second one. Elsie holds out a handful of red berries the way she always does, and Squirtle eats them and goes.

Squirtle beats the ridge shadow to the far rock and carries back the smooth stone that becomes the lookout's doorstep, and that is the fast job done. The slow one is a trench that has to be full before dark, six trips up a long grassy slope with a small bucket. He starts quick, gets quicker, and then on trip three he sits down in the grass with the bucket tipped over beside him - not even out of breath, but the go he had a second ago is gone. Willa looks at the empty bucket, then at Elsie's empty hand, and works out what happened. She comes back from the lookout with the other basket: nuts, and a wedge of seed-cake. It does not feel like anything at all. Squirtle picks the bucket back up anyway, and somewhere around trip five he notices he is still waiting to feel something, and still going. The trench is full before the light leaves the slope. Then the wind takes the little flag out of the bank, and on his way past the baskets his hand goes into the red berries and not the seed-cake, and he never slows down for it.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Squirtle.

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A gentle adventure story for young children about trying again after a mistake.

Machop turns over a flat stone, sets it down beside the little dark hole where it was, and something gray and quick goes off sideways into the dust. He does not watch it go. He is already climbing again, and Brooks, three steps ahead up the dry creek bed, does not see any of it. Machop does this three times on the way up, and he never says a word about why.

Machop likes being the one who carries things - his hands are strong, that is the thing about him people say first, and as long as they are doing something useful he knows exactly what he is. Then a loose stone goes out from under Brooks's foot at the narrow part, Machop catches him, and the little wooden bird Brooks carved himself falls into the crack and comes out in two pieces. Machop puts his hands behind his back. He sits down and says he is not going to touch anything else today. Brooks does not push him. He waits, and he lets it be quiet, and after a while Machop reaches out on his own and turns over one more stone - and this time he watches the small thing go, all the way, until it is gone. Nobody fixes the bird. They carry both pieces up to the pool and set them down side by side, and the light is still on the water when they get there.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Machop.

The Little Feather is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or sponsored by Nintendo, Game Freak, or The Pokémon Company.

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A gentle bedtime story for young children about saying the hard part out loud, and about what somebody else can do once they know.

Abra has something to say and he never gets to the end of it. Every time he opens his mouth there is a little sound like a page turning, and the flat stone across the fire is empty again. Cassian has counted four of them tonight. He knows the tell now: the ears go flat right before it happens, and it happens soonest when somebody is coming toward him.

Cassian tries going slow, one knee and then the other, the way you get up when a bird is on the fence, and it does not work; the going-away only comes sooner. So he stops. He sits back down on his own side of the fire, says one thing out loud to the dark, and does not call again. When the sound finally means here instead of gone, Abra gets to the end of his sentence, and Cassian does not tell him it isn't true, because it is. What they do next is pick a place: a spot by the shelter wall, out of the wind, with a lantern set down on it. The going still happens. It happens to a lit place now, with somebody sitting next to it.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Abra.

The Little Feather is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or sponsored by Nintendo, Game Freak, or The Pokémon Company.

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A gentle battle story for young children about resting when your body asks for it and finding your place still waiting for you.

Snorlax has a rule he made up all by himself: he takes every single one of his turns, all the way to the end. So when the game reaches turn seven and his arms come up slow, and he has to sit down in the grass to catch his breath, the thing he is really afraid of is not the stone. It is that the counting will go on without him.

Elsie has already said the rule out loud: if anybody stops, the whole count starts over. So Snorlax gets up anyway, and pushes, and stops halfway across the field, and sits down beside his stone. Nobody takes a turn. Cassian walks out to the middle of the field and sits down next to him, and tells him that ten was his own idea, not Snorlax's, and that the game is not going anywhere. Snorlax stops holding his eyes open and sleeps in the wide green road from his very first turn, while Elsie does not count and Rattata's little round stone stays exactly where it is. When he wakes up the sun has moved, and his turn is still out there in the grass, waiting.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Snorlax and Rattata.

The Little Feather is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or sponsored by Nintendo, Game Freak, or The Pokémon Company.

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A gentle bedtime story for young children about choosing to be kind to somebody who was not kind to you.

Ponyta walks the little ones to their door every night, and then he walks back on his own. His mane is fire and his tail is fire, and out on that path his fire is the only light there is. Up on the step, Willa is waiting for him with a lantern that has burned down to a stub, and from down on the path nobody can see her at all.

There is a Meowth on the fence rail tonight who leans over and puffs at Ponyta's fire, the way you blow out a candle, and for a moment the light on the path goes small. What Ponyta does next is not what he does every other night. He goes past the fence post he always turns at, out into the dark part, and he walks it beside Meowth with the fire landing on the ground in front of them both. Nobody asks him to. He walks his own way home afterwards, the same walk as always, only longer - and there is a small light waiting at the end of it that nobody blew out.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Ponyta and Meowth.

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A gentle adventure story for young children about being loved for nothing in particular.

Brooks comes down to the pond every day with a tin cup, and every day the game is the same. He tips a thin string of water onto Magikarp's back, Magikarp says the word, and the whole shallow end comes up at once and lands on Brooks. Brooks always goes first. Magikarp has never once started it.

Every time Brooks says "You're my favorite," Magikarp quietly goes under the water - not far, just until only the top of his head is showing - and Brooks never tries to talk him back up. Then the wind takes the cup, and the pond starts carrying it toward the gap under the fence where lost things do not come back. What happens next changes what Magikarp can do. It does not change why Brooks loves him, and the last thing in the story is a boy standing on the bank with a full cup in his hand, waiting.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Magikarp and Gyarados.

The Little Feather is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or sponsored by Nintendo, Game Freak, or The Pokémon Company.

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A gentle battle story for young children about the difference between how big a feeling is and how loud it has to be.

Mankey is up on the flat stone by the pond before anybody else is awake, shaking out his arms for a match that has not started yet. Across the water there is a second flat stone the same size as his, and nobody ever sits on that one. Beside his own stone the grass grows thin, and the ground under it is soft and loose.

Poliwag sends a move down the field and Mankey has to split it in the air. Three times something goes wrong, and three times a feeling arrives - scared, then sad, then angry. Cassian never tells him not to feel it. He just stays close, and the soft ground takes what Mankey gives it.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Mankey and Poliwag.

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A gentle adventure story for young children about a group of friends growing bigger without anyone losing their place.

Charmander, Squirtle and Bulbasaur have shared the warm stone in Viridian Forest for a long, long time. Three in a line on the path, three on the stone, and it fits them exactly. Then Brooks catches a Caterpie, and the stone that always fit starts to feel like it might not.

Charmander does not want to share the middle spot. Squirtle sits down in the grass by himself with a small tight feeling. Nobody is being unkind, and it still does not work - until Charmander looks out into the grass, sees Squirtle sitting alone, and scoots over to make a warm place beside him. Then he scoots again.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Charmander, Squirtle, Bulbasaur and Caterpie.

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A gentle bedtime story for young children about being loved when you get it wrong.

Cassian is folding paper lanterns on the floor of the little back room, and Vulpix is carrying each one across to the row by the wall. Vulpix has done it a hundred times before tonight and it has always been fine. But tonight he wants to get every single one of them right, and he checks Cassian's face after every trip. Then a tail swings round behind him, brushes the paper, and a small brown mark opens into a hole.

Vulpix turns all the way around and curls up with his tails to the wall, and the room goes dim - because his six warm tails are the only light in it, and now nobody can finish anything. Cassian says the reasonable, kind thing from across the floor, and it does not work. He says it again, a little bit louder, and it does not work the second time either. So he puts the paper down, goes over, and sits down next to him in the dark - without saying it is all right, and without asking him to come back.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Vulpix.

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A gentle battle story for young children about what you do next.

Psyduck has been ready since breakfast, bouncing on his flat orange feet at one end of the grass. Elsie and Willa have had matches all week and have never once finished one - something always stops them. Today they get two whole turns, one each, the best match of the week. And then Psyduck stops in the middle of the field, puts both hands on the sides of his head, and sits straight down, because sometimes the whole world goes loud and swimmy for a Psyduck and he does not get to pick when.

Elsie's own feeling arrives right behind his - a big mad one, hot up the back of her neck, in the middle of the best match of the week. She tries to switch it off and it does not switch off. So she looks for something she can pick instead: she kneels down, puts one hand flat on Psyduck's back, keeps it still, and calls one sentence down the field to Willa. And she stays mad the whole time. The story never pretends the feeling goes away because she made a good choice - she can be mad and keep her hand still, both at once. When Psyduck is ready, he takes his own hands down, and nobody tells him to. The match never does get finished.

The Little Feather tells original stories inspired by Pokémon - gentle stories about self-love, emotional regulation, boundaries, leadership, and gratitude.

Written and told by Chris Shanku in his own voice. Every video is vetted and approved by Chris's five-year-old son.

Pokémon in this story: Psyduck, Bulbasaur.

The Little Feather is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or sponsored by Nintendo, Game Freak, or The Pokémon Company.

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