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Icetales couldn’t help but chuckle softly, both relieved that Melanie was feeling in a better mood and amused by her reaction. Though, he found it bizarre that a Kyurem hadn’t some knowledge of auroras. Different folks for different worlds, he wagered. He turned to the sky, his gaze locked on...

Icetales nodded, his eyes brimming with confidence. “Yes. This is my belief, and I shall not let go of that. No matter what the future has in store for thee, or Petram, or any other shade, I want thee to remember that we will not leave you all alone. We shall face whatever challenge might be...

Icetales exhaled hard, the misty cloud disappearing with the wind. Despite talking about that with many folks, it still wasn’t a pleasant memory to bring out. “I was imprisoned, by my father. In a place where the laws of nature are twisted and bent, with no day and no night. Stuck in raw and...

Oh. That was the big question, wasn’t it? Nobody had ever seen a shade grow up, not even their common patron, so there was no way to tell what would have happened to them. No wonder that the uncertainty of the future fostered so scary thoughts. Even Petram, despite being excited to have a...

That question took Icetales by surprise, and he tilted his head on the other side. “Well, of course I do worry! He’s like a son to me, despite his nature and origins, and I only desire the best for him.” The Ninetales pawed at the snow, drawing many short lines. “Sure, he might be a descendant...

Icetales stared intently at Melanie, his eyes narrowing in concern and his tails twitching. “I see…” Feeling his heart brimming with sympathy, he took another step forward and sat beside the Kyurem, letting his tails flop noiselessly in the snow. His posture was composed as usual, while his...

The Ninetales’ ears swiveled immediately in the direction of the other presence, and he turned around to study the origin of the voice. That thick ice in the shape of a giant mask. The frozen wings and tails. The dark plasma resembling a dragonian entity. A Kyurem shape… made of darkness. Ah...

Springtime. The season of the new beginnings, the bloom of flowers and the bright sun giving new life force to naked plants. Though, for an Ice-type, spring meant one thing in particular: warm weather. And warm weather meant a smellier and wetter fur, as well as more energy spent to sustain a...

Icetales nodded and his tails wagged faster. “Ah, good to hear. I am most relieved.” Wanting to make sure that Cynthian felt better, he stepped into the ring of warm rock — ah, how much he missed touching the snow already! — and laid down on the floor. With the upmost care, he drained some of...

So, it was only that human-turned-Charizard left. He fought well, to the point that he didn’t even seem someone who used to belong to another species. Somehow, his allies seemed to be giving him strength, and their spirits hovered around their… trainer? Yes. Trainer. Spirits offering their...

A duel atop of a frigid mountain was right up of Icetales’s alley. The cold air flowing into his lungs. The tails tingling with frost magic. The hail bouncing harmlessly on his iceproof pelt. Even though there was something sinister about that hail, he could feel. Very much unlike the...

Keo'Keo stared, stared, stared, and stared. Then, he spoke. "What the hell?"