Little Spheal scooted along the snow covered ground with great effort. Its rotund body was not easy to pull with flippers or push with tail. However, it couldn't roll right now.

Its eyes were trained on icicles hanging from a rocky outcrop. All of them were lumpy from layers of melt coating the slick surface over time. A few had some odd spikes jutting out though.

Spheal reared up and clapped its fins happily while below one of the strange icicles. The snom above it gave a surprised squeak and broke off its icy filament. Clearly it intended to run, but it hadn't realized its hunter was directly below.

The worm pokemon fell down into the wide, waiting jaws of Spheal. Its prey wriggled helplessly as it sucked on the icy spikes, melting them away slowly. It gulped at the fluid, each swallow dragging the whole snom down further. In no time at all, the hapless morsel slid through Spheal's throat to its waiting belly.

Spheal clapped again and cried joyfully, delighted to feel its belly full. Though it was a big meal, there wasn't much of a visible bulge in the pokemon's form. The snom still squirmed for a little while, but that too was hidden by Spheal's blubber.