Your pov:
I could see how unexpressive that guy was Jack Frost. I knew he was as cold as the snow he puts out of himself.
and I couldn't care anymore less of him.
I was flying away from the cold as it felt like it was weakening me again, and whenever it feels that way my powers don't work and neither can I fly.
at least that's what I learned in these seasons.
I kept going through different directions to get out quick but my hairs kept coming in the way so I landed down to find a nice bendable twig to tie my (l/h) hairs with.
while walking in the snow I suddenly felt a rush of pain on my shoulder.
the next thing I knew everything was black again.
Jack's Pov:
"...and this is how you greet a lady!" bunny screamed at me for the millionth time at me now and my ears were almost swelling up from hearing his rant.
"whatever" I mumbled
"Go back and look for her." north said firmly." she might just be important to us" I flew out instantly because these people were really rotting my mood just by talking.
I flew in the air and when I covered a fine distance to not be heard by anyone I grumbled to myself.
"first there's a girl showing up" "then after I actually save her from the snow they get angry on me just because I said the wrong thing! YEAH, RIGHT I SAVED HER LIFE..." I was so busy ranting pouring all my emotions out that I suddenly crashed on a tree.
"Oww...JUST GREAT THAT MAKES ME FEEL A LOT BETTER" I looked up at the faded moon knowing it was almost night and my gaze dropped down to the snow some dry leaves and petals caught my attention. I landed down and realized there was no autumn tree for the petals or leaves to blame for...I knelt down at the leaves and found a familiar scent.
Roses.
and with that, I grabbed my staff as my guard, if she wasn't here I could only think of the worst.I pointed my staff and circled around the area.
YOU ARE READING
"mystery in the snow" jack frost x reader (guardian)
FanfictionAnd after the mighty jack frost ends his story Another's started, but like every other guardian, she has a different stone to carve, she was born as a myth in the forest surrounded by the warmth of the leaves and flowers in the purest sunset's time...
