Toadette was in the snowy Vanilla Lake, spotting the Rhedosaurus in the distance as she was making several miniature igloos. Dry Bowser was there as well, the cold not effecting him due to him being a skeleton.
"That Rhedosaurus... something feels poetic about him being here in the freezing cold," Toadette pinpointed as she placed her hands on her hips, genuinely intrigued.
Dry Bowser moved his skeletal hands about. "Well, he did awake from a one hundred million year slumber. At least, the original one did." He then watched as the Rhedosaurus headed towards the ocean to the south. "I'm sure this is another one woken up by explosions..."
"But what could cause such devastating explosions out here?" Toadette asked as she glanced at Dry Bowser, with Dry Bowser giving her a stern look as the Rhedosaurus splashed into the cold sea water, swimming away from the Vanilla Lake.
