Snippet #2699066

"Man, I've never missed the sun more than I do now!"

"Squir squir!" came Lucky's agreeing statement as he sat on his best friend's backpack while he walked. It was a beautiful day outside. There wasn't a cloud in sight and the sun knew it, filling Blackthorn City with nice, beautiful rays. The air was a tad bit nippy, but nowhere near the bite it carried two days prior while he was walking the Ice Path. The air that had nearly killed him. But with every life endangering event the current Champion of the Kanto and Johto region endured, he seemed to make a new friend. Shantra saved his life and he'd never forget that. And now he had a new ally he could call upon if things were taking a turn for the worse.

Yep, Winter Sakkio didn't live a standard life. A Champion never did. But he enjoyed every part of the adventure...even the ones that left him collapsing from the cold.

Unfortunately, that feeling wasn't mutual with Lucky, who kept grabbing his arm from behind and checking for any permanent damage. Winter had to laugh as the Squirtle inspected his fingers for the zillionth time, "I'm fine! I promise! No hypothermia. No frostbite. Everything is all good."

Lucky didn't put his arm down without a harrumph, "Squirr..."

"I know. Going through Ice Path without a jacket wasn't a good idea. But I couldn't think of any other way to do resistance training. Mount Silver's supposed to be worse. I wanted to get a good feel of what I was jumping into when I told Titania I'd take care of it."

The look Lucky gave him said everything. Oh, you got a good feel alright...

"It all worked out in the end," Winter gave him a warm care-free smile back, "And now we've met and befriended a Suicune. I still need to find a way to pay her back, though." He stopped when he saw a girl walking towards him, heading towards the Ice Path, tampering with her PokeDex. She was a very large girl, around six foot with a large and burly body, her eyes matching a soft complexion. Her curly brown hair fell around her and bounced as she walked. On her head rested a Swablu, a fairly content bird that seemed to naturally enjoy her gaze upon the world.

Winter passed a small wave, forgetting for the moment that he was a Champion. "Hey. How's it going?" he said, a light tone in his voice and much warmth in his words.