[It doesn't take long for Henry to sense magic happening in the Goldenrod area; after being without it for so long, the almost static jolt is impossible to miss. And because Henry wants as many excuses to cast spells as he can manage, he doesn't bother to walk to the northern park; he simply gathers up his Pokémon and teleports there.]
[Right into a snowstorm. Whoops.]
[Henry knows that whoever is doing this probably doesn't want to hurt him, but he pulls up a small cyclone of wind magic around himself to deflect the snow. He can't control water or ice, necessarily, but he does know how to work wind -- and that's just as good, right? The wind picks up speed slowly, pulling more and more snow into its control... and then simply stops, letting the flakes drift off wherever. Hopefully, Elsa's noticed him by now.]
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[Right into a snowstorm. Whoops.]
[Henry knows that whoever is doing this probably doesn't want to hurt him, but he pulls up a small cyclone of wind magic around himself to deflect the snow. He can't control water or ice, necessarily, but he does know how to work wind -- and that's just as good, right? The wind picks up speed slowly, pulling more and more snow into its control... and then simply stops, letting the flakes drift off wherever. Hopefully, Elsa's noticed him by now.]
Morning!