Luoxiang City was as peaceful as ever that day. No, rather, the shopkeepers, merchants, and locals were all grinning from ear to ear.
And why wouldn't they? They could make a year's usual earnings in a single day.
Yet unbeknownst to them, an invisible current of air was gathering from the snowy summit. Anyone watching a thermometer would have noticed the ambient temperature steadily dropping before their eyes. It wasn't fast, but it was relentless.
Near the snowy mountain, the ice-cream-like Fresh Snow Pokémon, Vanillite, breathed snowflakes in and out as they gathered in little groups to celebrate the awakening of some will.
Meanwhile, the ice-cream-cone-like Vanillish and Vanilluxe gathered into clouds, circling high above the snowy mountain as wisps of cold air spread in every direction.
Tiny ice crystals glittered in the boundless sky above, making the sunlight more dazzling and the air colder and clearer.
Gradually, the crackling sound of fresh snow melting came from the deep, dark snow caves. Then, silently, hexagonal snowflake Pokémon shot out one after another with swift whooshes, forming a long line in the sky before heading toward the distant abandoned ice mine.
Thump.
Beneath an umbrella pine, a Pokémon resembling a majestic elk leaped nimbly aside, avoiding the falling snow.
Brown fur covered its body, while snow-white down cloaked its chest and legs to keep it warm and ward off the cold.
Its branching antlers were pure white, like the most exquisite work of art.
Its deep black eyes, seemingly filled with nature's wisdom, abruptly fixed on the far distance. An instinct like a blessing from heaven told it that beneath this ancient land, a profound, icy will was awakening.
Sawsbuck and Deerling were an exceptionally rare group of Pokémon in the Pokémon World, endowed with the remarkable ability to change form