Winter was over, and she could come out of hiding. No more snow and ice, no more barren tundra. The sun's rays peeked through the forestg, and Shaymin welcomed them.

She sat atop the hill, and it bloomed into a vast ocean of vibrant colors and sweet scents. She'd tried this many times in winter and it always ended with the flowers dying of cold and frost.

But spring was here, and Shaymin couldn't be happier.

She snuggled into the warmth of the flowers and the grass, and gave a contented squeak.