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"Interesting," Winter noted as he took to viewing the falcon-like wings on the Swablu, a very uncharacteristic trait for such a being to have. He'd make to be a very fast Pokemon indeed.

As the two started walking west toward Route 44, a sudden realization kicked in for Winter. "Oh shoot! I should really let a few of these guys out of their PokeBalls. They couldn't come out during my journey through the Ice Path because it would've been too dangerous. They're probably getting restless."

As Winter was explaining, he had pulled two PokeBalls off his belt and proceeded to toss them. The first one to pop out immediately took to the skies, flapping his wings as if he would never get the opportunity to again. While the Aerodactyl circled around them, stetching his stiff muscles, the second one to pop out had immediately wrapped Winter in a bear hug.

"Woooooooah, easy buddy," Winter patted the Typhlosion to set him down, "I know, I know, it's been a little bit. But Ice Path becomes Flood Path if you're around it."

The Typhlosion snorted a response before walking around his surroundings in search of berries. The Aerodactly already began to hover lower and lower as the girl began to take in his interest.

"Em, these are two more of my friends. The purple rock-dragon above us is Rio. And the one foraging for food over there is Mane." Rio flapped his wings as he landed, eyeing up the girl. "He doesn't bite," Winter reassured, "But he's a bit hard to get to know."

Mane had already returned with some Oran berries in his mouth, "That one, though. Give him food and he'll love ya forever." Winter watched as Mane began sniffing around Em, in search for something more to eat. It was then that the differences in height were starting to take full notice.

"Hey, weren't you taller before?" he pointed out as they walked, "It sounds crazy, but I think you legitimately were a foot taller when we first ran into each other than now."