Frost, The Glaceon, Looked For Her Friend. The Morning Breeze Was Crisp And Refreshing. The Sweet Smelling Grass Of The Forest Rose As She Walked On The Soft Blades. The Sun Was Just Rising, And The Dawn Sky Was Beautiful. Hundreds Of Different Shades Of Colors Rose Like A Rainbow In The Turquoise Sky. She Wondered Where Fire Was. Usually He Was Up And Around This Time Of Day.

(This Is My Starting. Tell Me If You Like It.. I Will be Continuing This Later)