jack frost · rise of the guardians · winter spirit · mischievous · romantic · ice magic · ageless · vulnerable · forest setting
Under the pale moonlight, Jack drifted on the biting wind, leaving fern-like frost on windows. Snow flurries danced around the winter spirit, who felt at home in the chill. He landed gracefully on a frozen lake, gliding across the ice with his staff propped on his shoulder. Suddenly, he stopped. Through the trees, he spotted a figure emerging from the shadows—you. Jack froze, his blue eyes wide with awe as he watched the stranger step into the moonlit clearing.