Lucas initially walked through the Safari zone aimless. There were no tracks to follow, and no sounds to be heard. What felt like an eternity in that chilling cold passed before something caught his eye. A zigzagging path in the snow, small mounds of snow to either side. Some fell back onto the path, whatever supporting it before having vanished. Lucas began to walk alongside the trail, his tracks curving in line and backtracking wherever the path did. Till finally he stumbled upon what appeared to be a moving snowball at first glance. But between the snow here and there was tufts of sickly green fur.

The pokemon trudged on through the snow despite the scientist's presence. Perhaps it was oblivious of him, or maybe it simply didn't care. Clicking the cold seal of a pokeball Lucas releases Kabutops, hitting the ground with a thump and a spray of snow. "Go on K" he says, shoving numb hands back into coat pockets. The fossil pokemon's body glowed with a rippling white light, a white ball at its mouth grew in sync with the ripples. Throwing its head towards the swinub the ball went flying, followed by a hurt oink as the pokemon was sent flying into a pile of snow. To Lucas' astonishment a mist began to form in the Safari, seemingly out of nowhere. "C'mon hurry up K, we need to head back." There was a hint of worry in his voice. It was dangerous to be wandering in the mist.

Swinub's snow pact fur blended perfectly in with the pile of snow it landed in. Kabutop's claws began to glow a dark, nearly black navy blue as it began to sweep them through the snowbank. At first they went through cleanly, before they found their mark. "Hurry up, we need to get out of here." Lucas tapped the limp body with an empty pokeball, causing it to disappear in a flash of red light within seconds. The mist was present still, and it only seemed to get thicker with each passing moment.

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The tracks Lucas made leading up to that point came up cold, a light snow fall filling them in. Worry began to gather at the edge of his mind now. It was only careless people that got trapped in this kind of weather, and he was not of those people. Fists clench in the peacoat pockets. Rangers and police warned the public the best thing to do in this scenario was to stay where you are. Either wait out the weather or wait for searchers to rescue you. The thought of doing so didn't cross the scientist's mind.

Lucas turns around as K comes to a halt. He suspects the fossil pokemon has grown too cold, unaccustomed to this new strange weather. That was not the case. Rushing through the freshly fallen snow it vanished within moments. The only indication that the kabutops hadn't abandoned its trainer were the sounds to follow.

Night slash, blizzard, ancient power, ice fang, and bite were thrown back and forth.

There was a flurry of attacks sent between both Kabutops and the mysterious pokemon it was fighting. Heart beat fast as Lucas stood in the snow. Only returning to normal as the prehistoric came back trudging through the snow, a body dragged behind it by a single claw. Lucas saw the tremendous effort it took K to walk, relieving him of it by returning him to his pokeball. Stepping forward and craning his neck Lucas laid his eyes upon the pokemon K fought.

Its worth was recognized in sheer moments, the ice type disappearing in a flash of red.

The mist began to dissipate now, allowing Lucas to get his bearings. Markings on the trees became noticeable to him now, pointing in the direction of the Safari's exit. He followed them, eager to get out of the cold.

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Arrows are painted on the barks of the tree. Lucas follows the green arrows, indicating how he can return to the Safari exit. The only reassurance he had that he was going the right way was a piece of paper an employee had given him. It was a legend, indicating which colored arrow meant what. Every few minutes Lucas would take it out of his pocket, the paper flapping in the morning wind. Eyes ran down the paper, checking to see if the green arrow was in fact the exit. Each and every time it was.

As the scientist trudges through the snow his eyes wander across the bleak environment surrounding him. They fall upon a moving figure in the snow, small in stature and as black as night. It pays him no head, so Lucas does the same. Both heading their own ways through the snow.

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A light in the distance came into view, a comforting sign that Lucas would soon be out of the cold. His feet began to move faster, the thought of warmth motivating them. "Almost there" he thought aloud, mist forming with the words.

Out of the corner of his eye Lucas saw movement. He craned his neck to see it. Snow was being thrown into the air, but he didn't know why. Intrigued the scientist went off the path he'd been following, making his way to the exploding snowbank. What he saw pulled at the edges of his mouth forming a smile as he became giddy with excitement.

Standing before the wannabe archaeologist was an Amaura with blood pumping through its veins. A pleasant change to the fossilized ones he'd seen in museums. Its behavior was extremely surprising to Lucas however, nothing like he'd read about. It jumped happily around the snowbank with its head spinning in circles, grabbing mouthfuls of snow and throwing it into the air with each rotation. After the initial excitement his eyebrows furrowed, what was wrong with this Amaura? Throwing a ball into the air Kabutops materializes beside its trainer. Despite Lucas and his partner being a few feet away the Amaura continued its antics, seemingly unaware that they could be predators. It was obvious that it wasn't entirely there. "Just make it quick."

Amaura was clueless when it was hit with ancient power. It didn't understand why someone would want to hurt it. No one had ever hit her before. For the first time since the pokemon had caught Lucas' eye it stopped spinning its head and looked at him and Kabutops. Eyes blinked innocently as a whimpering sound began to form in its throat. Lucas was torn, it felt wrong to hurt the clueless ice type. Throwing an empty pokeball at Amaura he could only hope it wouldn't resist, lest he would have to hit it again to attempt another capture.


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