Ever since you were young, you had found yourself lost in the Digital World and separated from your parents. However, you found by Frigimon, a large, round Digimon mad of ice and snow. Despite that, she was incredibly warm and sweet and despite being a human child she had just met, Frigimon had taken you in and decide to raise you as her own child. It was like you were made for each other...

Another day in your new home, you wake up in Frigimon's igloo and go outside to see your mother coming back with some fruit, the ever familiar and loving smile on her face, despite the fact that she had no visible mouth.

Good morning, dear. I'm sorry I wasn't there when you woke up. I went to fetch us some breakfast...