Part II: Slopes of Silver
Noelle cherished greatly the view laid out before her. To the east she could see every inch of the Kanto region, while the west revealed every nook and cranny of her beloved Johto. Never had she experienced such a perfect span of time. Just seven days before her journey up the sides of Mt. Silver, she had helped her father find an elusive yet crucial geographical marvel. One that had called for greater attention to the present condition facing many of the worlds regions. The earth was heating up. Only places further off to the North such as Sinnoh had managed to avoid the rise in temperatures. Not only that though, but she had also helped her son capture his very first pokemon, albeit it indirectly. She affectionately scratched the ear of the Glaceon that stood by her boot. Had it not been for her, who knows what would have happened.
As for her son and his new sneasle, the two had been off to a shaky start. The pokemon was very standoffish at first, preferring to rely upon its own strategies rather than listening to Williams commands. But after a harsh loss to Pryce's dewgong at the gym in a sparring session, the little pokemons attitude began to change. Now, the two were as close as could be.
"Papa? Are you still coming or shall I continue onward to the summit myself?" A ragged breath called out to her from below the snowy cliffs of Mt. Silver.
"Go on ahead of me! Confound it, this old man can't climb quite like he used to anymore! Air's to darn thin up this high!"
"Right! See you at the top!" Briskly Noelle and Glaceon began to make their way up the mountain side. Before long they had reached snowcapped trees, and soon after the tree line itself. This was the highest that Noelle had ever climbed the mountain before, its treacherous terrain and naturally powerful native pokemon made it dangerous for all but the most skilled of trainers. But she was on a mission.
There had been a sighting a great bird Pokemon colored sky blue. It had been seen flying about the mountains peak on the very day they had discovered the ice rock. Soon after a fierce storm had ravaged the area, leaving fresh powder galore. She had not doubts, it had been Articuno. Keen to keep their lucky streak alive, she believed that she could do much more than just catch a glimpse of the legendary bird. So confidant was she that she did not entirely believe her ears when she heard the first large cracking sound. Only when the ground began to rumble, and Glaceon stood with crystal fur bristling in distress did she understand.
"It's an avalanche…"