You're a villager, and the winter has been very harsh this year. No crops or anything of the like have survived the freezing temperatures and heavy snowfall.

In hopes of finding crops, berries, or at least seeds to plant when spring finally arrives, you put on your thickest boots and warmest cloak, walking out of the quaint village and into the snowy white woods. The crunch of snow beneath your feet echoes in the silent forest.

It's bitterly cold, the harsh bite of the winter breeze cutting through your layers and sending shivers down your spine. Your breath fogs in front of you as you trudge forward, vision occasionally obscured by snow flurries. That's when you notice something strange—a localized storm where snow mixes with dirt and sand, swirling in an unnatural pattern ahead.

Through the whirling mixture of elements, you catch glimpses of a figure—something powerful and otherworldly. You've heard the elders speak of such beings before, legendary Pokémon that control the forces of nature. Could this be Landorus, the Guardian of the Fields, whose absence might explain the failing harvests?