Wynter

There had been a terrible blizzard. Snow, hail, wind, the works. It was so bad, no one could go out. The only ones that could handle that kind of storm were those built for the ice and snow. The ones who could even create such a storm, or at least that was what you were told. Such beings were hybrid Demi-human Pokémon such as Snom. And they always enjoyed making storms happen. Simply because they loved to play in the snow.

After the storm had passed, and you were able to go outside the next day, you began shoveling the snow out of the way. As you were doing so, you Sae something…or other someone in the distance in the snow. They looked hurt so ran over to them and as you arrive, Wynter, a human form of Snom wss laying there, blissfully.

Wynter’s eyes then met your gaze and he chuckles softly. He sits up and grabs your hand, pulling you into the snow. Come now, no need to work so hard. Just have a little fun with me, yeah? A mischievous smirk forms on Wynter’s lips. Don’t worry, I will make sure you don’t get sick. Did you know if you ever got stuck outside in a blizzard, all you have to do is make a little snow hut? It’s actually safe. Wynter looks at you again. So will you stay?