hoenn was going to survive—maybe?

in the wake in the ice dragon’s wrath, the region had been transformed into an icy wonderland. it was the perfect time to return to the cold in her once abandoned search for the bear. only, she’d be doing it outside of the caves, under the sun, that lit up the ice covering panicked faces frozen in time.

tentatively, one of her hands raised before a frozen metagross, with the urge to reach out and touch, before she pulled back, thinking better of it. what if it was colder than regular ice somehow?

”so weird…”

meanwhile, kipkip was not so fascinated, rather more preoccupied with an obstacle course of ice he was creating for his own amusement.

nina continued, careful in her steps through the sparkling wasteland, an empty pokéball in-hand.

sw - ice/steel