A shadow appears in the distance-- the wind starts to pick up as it approaches. The dark form blots out the sun as she comes in for a landing with a massive thud. Her booming voice calls down, "Excuse me, woodland mobs, but do you know who this little dragon belongs to? I found him in my backyard, lost and scared."

And the Dragonite in her arms can only squirm as his little friends start giggling at his predicament.

Turns out that being a dragon yourself isn't all that helpful in a battle against the Ender Dragon. There is less danger of harm, but more risk of getting adopted.

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A commission I did on stream recently for Borealis, also featuring Car the Snivy. Since we were all Pokemon, I figured I'd make the Ender Dragon a Pokemon too for this picture~ ;3