Unknown was holding his favorite stuffed animal, a cuddly white bear, as he walked down the familiar streets of Oak Town. He had no particular destination in mind, only the thought of stretching his legs. He had worn a coat this time- he had learned his lesson about not wearing a coat after he had gone and gotten himself sick that time. And thus, he was all bundled up in a warm white coat, a pink-and-blue hat, and matching gloves. His ears peeked out from the top of the hat, white and furry and oh-so soft.
If one wasn't paying attention, they might not even notice him in all the snow. The only color came from his hat and gloves, but those weren't very eye catching in themselves. And that suited Unknown just fine. He was better off not letting people notice him, anyhow. A hybrid with wings and cat ears like himself drew a lot of attention in normal circumstances, and he was terrfied of crowds. One thing that he had the great misfortune of having to deal with quite often.
But still, he was obliviously happy today. He skipped along merrily, clutching the bear to his chest. Heterochromic eyes looking about, he was almost distracted enough to run into a few people. Luckily, he didn't, though the near accident had resulted in some angry mutters and a few muffled insults from the people he had nearly crashed into.