Unfortunately it's more difficult to sneak in the snow and ice then some terrain. As the Frigimon pants to catch her breath she hears the crunching of snow under claw and whirls to face Dracmon. When she spins the black gear in her back is clear as day against her white fluff.

"Snowballs!" Another machine gun barrage of snowballs swarms for Dracmon as she attacks without further provocation.