Strange things in Mobius Valley.
Silver tinted eyes fluttering open, Oki peered around what she would call her homelands. She noticed that it was much different from what she remembered, the place that she once loved was now engulfed in snow. Her eyesight reached Flint and Cimmerian, they were cuddling up close against each other for warmth, the young Eevee shaking harshly. That was when the pale female realized that she herself was trembling from the cold, too. It was freezing, and seemed to be growing more frightful by the day. She cradled her limbs, and began brushing them lightly, for heat.
"Fl-- Flint..." she managed to beckon under chattering teeth. The dark-puppy Pokémon lifted its head, and yawned silently, before giving his human friend alert and full attention.
"Mind setting up a fire, honey? It seems both Cimmerian and I are chilled to the bone." she smiled affectionately at her companion as he lifted his black figure and stretched. Flint didn't seem to be bothered by the frost, as he was a fire type. Yet, being loyal, the dark dog barked out a response of 'affirmative'. Then, trotting to some fuel, the Houndour yelped up an ember, igniting a now dead and barren bush. Encouraged now, the little Eevee popped up out from its fluff, and bounded over to the new source of heat.
"I wonder if Arceus is mad with us... Snow generally only comes during the winter time, and even then it doesn't affect the Valley this much." Flint rest his head against the girl's shoulder and sighed out, his breath was soothing and warm -- a soothing relief to the wintry morning.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar Pokémon began to approach the crackling bush. Somehow, it appeared to not have noticed the three. The Snover's beady eyes gleamed and danced with the wild flame with astonishment. The sound of the newcomer caused Flint to growl lowly, curling up its rusty, orange-colored upper lip defensively. In fear now, the small brown ball of fur, Eevee, fled into the comfort of the brunette haired trainer. The small fox began to cry. Then like a deer in headlights, the frost tree Pokémon froze up; it noticed Flint's protective threat.
Out of pure fear, the ice/grass Pokémon shuddered. In retaliation, a large amount of puffy snow flew wildly towards the group. The girl trainer, Oki, shielded Cimmerian from the attack with her arms; Flint, stricken by the blow, winced lightly, but the attack didn't hurt him much. He leapt to his paws and howled out dangerously. At such a loud, haunting volume, the Snover felt intimidated, turned away from the bunch, and fled. The grey eyed female, known as Oki, couldn't help but feel bad for the little fir-tree Pokémon, but they had to fend for themselves for now -- and they were near starving as it was.