The season of change

by hydrarianbeast

A sawsbuck is stuck in his winter form. He, along with many other pokemon, feel a disturbance in there natural powers. An annoying whimsicott volunteers to go with him to find the disturbance.

1. Chapter 1

I sat on the peak of the mountain, feeling the warm summer air around me. Oh, how I loved it. It would bring so much joy to me. I remember when the forest pokemon used to come play in my antlers.

That all ended.

I was a sawsbuck, yes, but I was no ordinary one. I never liked being in a herd. I preferred to not travel at all. I stayed in area for the weather. It would always get warm. It would always get cold. There was no exception.

My favorite time was always summer. The way my antlers burst into full green leaves. It was amazing. All of the young pokemon would come play in them and beg me to tell them stories. I would. I would tell them of the great warriors of the mountains. They would listen, and when the seasons changed, they would leave.

This year, something was wrong. I felt the winter come to a close. I felt the season spring officially settle in. I never changed form. I felt spring pass as well, yet still no change. I knew something was wrong. I ran to the top of the mountain, hoping that the extra height would be enough to make me change. Nothing happened.

So, I sat. I sat on the top of the mountain. I waited. I still wait. There isn't much more I can do. I wait for my form to change, hoping the moment will be soon.