Back at the castle, Magica was sitting on her throne. She waved her hand while scowling at a Scratch Cat Pokémon, and she said, "Take her far into the forest. Find some secluded glade where she can pick wildflowers." "And there, my faithful huntsman, you will kill her!" Meowth gasped in utter horror. "But, Your Majesty, The little princess..." Magica stood up. "Silence!" she shouted, pointing at him, "You know the penalty if you fail!" "Yes, Your Majesty," Meowth nodded. After Kilala stood still, she then moved before she heard the cry of a baby bluebird. Calmly, Kilala said, "I don't understand."