I am waiting.
What am I waiting for? I am waiting for the moon to rise over the lake, for that is when the Ledian mating dances will begin. That is when every Ledian for miles around will descend on this beautiful lake and perform various elaborate rituals with the aim of attracting a mate. This will be my first time - last year, I was still a Ledya - and I must admit I'm not entirely sure what to expect. But they say it is one of the most spectacular sights you can imagine.
I remember my mother telling me this was where she met my father. Like me, she was a newly evolved Ledian, eagerly awaiting her first mating dance but unsure what to expect. Luckily, she attracted the attention of a handsome male Ledian, who, from the moment he set eyes on her, wouldn't dance for anyone else. A male Ledian will normally mate with several females in a season, but he was different. He only had eyes for my mother.
Needless to say, I was the result of their union. And, now a Ledian myself, I am waiting for the moment when my first mating dance begins.
A Butterfree once told me humans have a name for this lake. They call it Lake Clearwater because the water is crystal clear, so clear that you can see right down to the bottom. And, having flown over it a few times, I'd have to say that's a pretty accurate description. You can see all kinds of Water Pokemon swimming around down there; I've even caught a glimpse of the odd Gyarados. And there's a Seaking who sometimes comes to the surface, not to mention a large Basculin shoal. The blue-striped variety . . .
Incidentally, humans do come here from time to time; that's how I know what they are. Fortunately, the humans I've seen tend to be interested in observing Pokemon in their natural habitat. However, I have heard of humans who travel around catching Pokemon, though I've never been able to work out why.
Sorry, I'm getting sidetracked. Now, where was I?
Oh, yes. This lake - Lake Clearwater as the humans call it - is where Ledian mating dances take place. I am waiting for the moon to rise, the signal for every Ledian in the vicinity to descend on this lake and perform the dances which will hopefully enable us to attract a partner. They say the Ledian mating dances are among the most spectacular you can see, lots of complex movements and flashing of the spot on our backs, but I will instinctively know what I must do. And I instinctively know I must wait until the moon rises before I descend upon the lake.
Waiting is hard. Every Ledian here is keyed up and ready for the dances to begin. But they cannot begin until the time is right, so we must resist the urge to fly down to the lake and remain patient until the moon has risen. It can't be long now; the sun is beginning to descend in the west, painting the sky a soft orange. Soon it will be time, time for me to descend and take part in my first mating dance, time for me to try and attract a partner.
I know the waiting will be over soon, but time seems to have slowed down. It always does when you are waiting for something, almost as if a Celebi was playing tricks. You know that isn't really the case, of course, but it certainly seems like it, especially when the thing you're waiting for is something you've been looking forward to. By contrast, if it's something you've been dreading, time seems to speed up. One of life's little ironies . . .
Anyway, I am waiting for the moon to rise, for that will be the signal for the Ledian mating dances to begin.
It is time. The moon has appeared in the sky, a silvery orb hanging over the lake. I spread my wings, then descend from the tree which has been my perch for the last few hours. At the same time, dozens of other Ledians also descend; they too have been waiting for this moment, this moment where they must try to attract a mate (or two) and ensure the future of our species. Some of those here tonight have done this many times; for others (like myself) this is the first time they have taken part in the mating dances. But we have all been waiting for this moment.
I fly down until I am almost touching the lake, then zoom back up to join the other male Ledians as we perform a perfectly synchronised ballet. The spots on our backs flash in time to our movements as we form intricate patterns in the air, all with the aim of attracting as many females as we can. The females are watching us, sizing us up to determine which of us can father strong, healthy offspring.
Gradually, the females fly up to join us and begin pairing off. Before long, the intricate group dance has ended and several Ledian couples are dancing together, their minds focused solely on each other. Before tonight is through, each couple will fly off together and . . . do what comes naturally. Though this is my first mating dance and therefore the first time I will mate, I will instinctively know what I need to do. Now, I just have to wait until one of the females notices me and hope she is prepared to give me a chance.
I think I may be in luck; there is a female who has not yet found a partner. And I know who she is, another Ledian who has only just evolved. So this will be her first time as well - I must get her attention before one of the older males claims her. I direct my dancing towards her and it is not long before she flies over to me and starts to perform the dance which a female Ledian performs when she is ready to accept a male as her mate.
I reply by flashing the spots on my back and the two of us then fly off together and share a special moment of intimacy.
The mating dances continue for the next three nights. Each evening, I return to the lake and wait for the moment when the moon rises, signalling the beginning of our nightly ritual. And the waiting is filled with just as much anticipation as on the first night, perhaps more so because I now know what to expect. Add to that the fact that I have chosen the most attractive Ledian at the lake and I have all the more reason to look forward to our dances.
Like I said before, a male Ledian will normally mate with several females in a season. But, like my father before me, I only have eyes for one: the same Ledian I chose on the first night. Every night, no matter how many other females try to attract my attention, I wait for her, for the one that I have chosen. If you'll excuse the cliche, she means more to me than any other Ledian I've ever met. So I wait for her every night and every night she comes to me.
Soon, she will be waiting for something else. The mating dances are almost over and, shortly after that, the females will begin to lay their eggs. She is already showing signs that she is going to produce an egg, an egg containing a Ledyba which I have fathered. At that point, my role will be over - a male Ledian plays no part in raising his offspring - but I know my mate will raise our son or daughter well.
And maybe there will come a night when our offspring, having evolved into a Ledian as well, comes to this lake to wait for the moon to rise, for the start of their first mating dance.