“A pet snowflake and it’s named Blizzard. That sounds fitting.”
While still weirded out, as time went on, he got much more used to the idea of a snowflake being a living creature.
“Apparently I’m from a much different world if elements of nature are sentient beings here.”
“Indeed. It’s not the most original of nicknames but I love ‘em all the same.”
Blizzard floated around the squirrel, letting out quiet noises at him. Rebecca chuckled a bit.
“It’s not elements of nature. It’s just how they’re born and stuff. Some wield water moves, some wield ice like Blizzard here, some wield Dark-type moves, it goes on really. There are plenty with dual-types as well. Like water-steel, fire-rock, etc.”
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