@dontnessw-me has a LEGION of stories to tell!
“You mean to tell me you crossed an ENTIRE desert while just bein’ a friggin’ KID!?” A pause comes from the Incineroar until it’s broken by a yell.
“NOW THAT’S BADASS.”
Leaning in as he left two fists stamped to his hips, the large feline couldn’t get over the raw potential the child had before him. Not only had they been an accepted combatant in the Smash tourneys since the beginning, but they were an explorer-- a pioneer of the unknown. Even at such a young and premature age, Ness had done something that many adults all over the world would have killed to have the chance to do. There was something about them that was mystical aside from just their powers, and this Incineroar had just discovered it.
Fittingly, the excitement behind his discovery was as visible as the gleam of his sharp teeth. He spoke with an enthusiasm that revealed his thrill, but he also had a mysterious growl to his tone that proved without a doubt that he was already scheming something.
“Yo-- there HAS to be more! What ELSE have ya done, kiddo!? You’ve GOTTA let the King of the Ring know-- this is the type of stuff DREAMS ARE MADE OF!”