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He likely comes into focus a bit more clearly than expected and as the other draws closer they will find a gentle
"Well somehow, yes." waiting for them in the pocket of weakening snow. His pokemon are clearly ready for the unusually harsh winter even if the native ones are not.
The Volcarona looms above his head, the waves of heat stemming from her gentle wings enough to keep their small cluster from fearing the snow. The Delphox beside him keeps the group on the ground warm, the mimikyu on his shoulder seems to be eager to cuddle into the scarf around his neck and tucked up over his chin. His hat almost slips on but she returns it to where it belongs before it can fly away in the wind and it is the Musharna at his feet that moves the snow out of their way as they walk, the psychic type being far too used to such endeavors.
"I'm a little surprised I got the call really, but I suppose the ranks have thinned now that everyone's safer than they had been huh?" he's more of a reserve call and he knows it. Truthfully he prefers it that way. He's got far too much on his plate nowadays to try and take on all of these endeavors as well.
He reaches up with a quick gesture of his gloved hand.
"Meg, Solaria." their names are enough to move them into action, his mimikyu jumping to his feet, her copy cat allowing her to double the volcarona's heat wave and create a source that will stay by his side, the bug type moves to find the other pokemon in the snow, offering a buffer between them at the storm so long as they can stay within her radiating heat.
Evan cannot say he'll make things easy, but he's prepared to make it possible at the very least. It's not until the last second he realizes this face may actually be a bit familiar, though he can't quite nail down why.
>>Hi ovo/
Orion Lykos>>Volcarona & delphox producing heat
>>Mimikyu using copy cat to also give heat via volcarona
>>Musharna using psychic to help clear the snow.