Green kept a weary watch the whole night. Arcanine sat next to him wide awake, loyal enough to his master to remain alert. Arcanine seemed okay staying up the whole night, but Green looked drowsy as he leaned into his Pokémon's thick fur. The sun was rising slowly into the sky, and the snow glittered in the faint light. Over to the left on the horizon didn't look so peaceful, though. Gray clouds hovered menacingly. Green gave them an agitated look.
On a Cliffside across from them Pokémon were staring at the sky, and decided to retire back to their caves. Arcanine noticed this, and nudged Green, who followed the wolf Pokémon's gaze. A pair of Weavile dodged back into a small cave, and some Glaceon howled to each other from a couple cliffs away. They jumped across the snowy rocks and proceeded to travel to lower ground. This gave Green a sinking feeling. A storm was coming.
He got up stiffly, stretched, and prodded Blue softly in the stomach. She muttered something about narwhals and flipped over, away from Green. He scrunched his nose up in frustration, and nudged her again. This time she came around, and looked at him, dazed. "What…?" She asked drowsily, apparently mildly annoyed.
He glanced at the sky, and back to her. "Storm." He replied simply. She propped herself up on her elbows, craning her neck to see over her fat Rapidash. She also noticed the gray in the corner of the sky's canvas, and plopped down onto the stone floor.
"Sonofagun." Blue said simply, closing her eyes again. "Five more minutes…" She vaguely whined. He shook his head no, but seeing that her eyes were closed, she didn't notice. Green sighed hopelessly.
He tried to get the others up next. Black awakened with a foul mood and an equally foul look to give Green for waking him, but cooperated. Lyra was up quickly, but her Typhlosion was another matter. She went to locate a stick to poke her Pokemon with.
Blue finally caved in and decided to get up. The Pokemon were wide-awake besides Typhlosion, and Green decided he had done a decent job of organizing everyone. The clouds hadn't moved much, but a chilling wind was picking up. Lyra had returned with a giant branch, and proceeded in jabbing her Typlosion until he stood up.
Blue was walking outside when it began to snow. She sighed pitifully. "We better get going, fast." Lyra came up next to her, a grumbling Typhlosion in pursuit. She gave Blue a small smile, but it wasn't returned. Her mind was elsewhere; filled with the worry Green had plagued her with.
The team regrouped, and head towards the top of the mountain once again. Blue was leading the group on quickly with her mapping skills, but even so the second day was more treacherous than the first. Gradually the weather got worse and worse. The intense wind irritated their eyes, and the biting cold their toes and fingers. Lyra concluded that climbing a mountain was not exciting at the least.
They struggled on, until the wind got so fierce that they needed to mount their Pokemon to keep from falling off the cliff. Their combined weights gave them more sure footing, and nobody was complaining about the Fire-Types' warmth. Black unfortunately had no fur or mane to burrow his face into, and could be seen clinging to the Houndoom desperate to keep warm. If Lyra hadn't been freezing slowly she would have thought it was hilarious, but she really couldn't care less what Black did at the time.
Blue halted suddenly. Behind the mild haze the blizzard created in front of them, a tall rock wall stood in front of them. Rapidash turned around, and Blue faced them. She had to shout over the blizzard. "Well, 2 days! That's not a bad time! I don't think it counts with riding on Pokemon three fourths of the way, though!" Lyra blinked. It didn't seem like they went most of the journey on their Pokemon. "Unfortunately… There's a wall. Anyone have Rock Climb?" They glanced around at each other, yet nobody seemed to have the HM on them. Lyra spoke up.
"Typhlosion knows Rock Climb." Her voice was almost swept away in the snowfall.
Blue motioned for her to come up to the wall, and Rapidash moved over to the side. Typhlosion walked to the rocky slope, looking up. The glint in its eyes conveyed that it believed it was manageable. He set a glowing claw to the rough surface.
"Wait!" It was Green's voice. Arcanine galloped over, and Green bent down from the Pokemon's back. He was gripping something in his hands. "Please, take this to him…" He decided not to finish the sentence. His eyes were sad. Lyra nodded, and grasped it. She nodded to Typhlosion, and the Fire-Type began scaling the rock with lengthened claws. With one hand Lyra held onto her Pokemon, and with the other she gripped the item protectively. It was Red's hat.
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