of pocket monsters and snowmen [mod]
Dec 16, 2013 2:13:41 GMT
Post by SHIROGANE HARU on Dec 16, 2013 2:13:41 GMT
The little round pokemon was completely in its element. Bumbling along through snow that stood a good several inches taller than itself, the spheal made way like a lawnmower. Its thick layer of blubber kept the ice-type well insulated from the cold. Although at the moment it was not snowing, mountains of frost covered the area so that the circular explorer could not see more than a couple feet ahead. Chirping importantly, it bulked up the muscles in its stubby fins and prepared to turn around and head back to its waiting master, when the branch of an evergreen overhead gave way, sending a mass of snow plopping onto the seal pokemon's head. The creature let out a muffled noise of surprise and began to try tunneling its way out. Before it could, however, a pair of hands inserted themselves in the snowdrift and plucked the little pokemon from its predicament. "And here I was, thinking you might've wandered off too far. Having fun being a snowman?" The globular pokemon made puppy-dog eyes as it recognized its trainer's fine white hair and amused smirk. With a chirp of appreciation and affection, the spheal snuggled its furry blue head against the human's chin, shaking snow into the man's clothing as it did so. "Cold!" Its trainer hissed, but did not otherwise appear to react, simply shifting the spheal to one arm while he used the other to shake his heavy coat loose of the flakes. "You're quite mischievous, aren't you?" He tsked, sucking his teeth and causing the spheal to blink back obliviously. "Nevermind then." The human hummed, setting the little ice-type back down. "Did you find anything Phinn?" The pokemon hopped onto its trainer's snowboot, catching a ride as the man began to walk across the blanketed field. Although Phineas loved his master deeply, Haru was not as popular with the other humans. The spheal was not sure why, as his trainer was as gentle with him as a son to a father. Still, in a way, it had its perks. That meant he had more of Haru for himself! The fact that the white-haired man did not get along well with other humans allowed pokemon and trainer to go off on strolls like this, away from the bustle of the city. Phineas garbled unintelligibly, trying to express how much fun he was having as his trainer gave him a free ride through the snow. MADE BY KIROUKO OF GANGNAM-STYLE |