The white stallion eyes went wide and pulled away sharply as the ice that was in his curse slunk onto the archangel hands causing it to turn into ice and then retracted back into the horse "please don't touch me." he said sadly and looked away slightly and then shook his mane out slowly "i am cursed with that of winter, cold air, ice, snow......Chritsmas and cheer joy of winter time" said slowly and then sighed gently "just a curse now forever" said slowly and then looked at the young archange; "you should be getting back" said as his body dissovles into snow and few into the air and sway from the feild allowing the young archangel to stay in the feild, crystal appearing the sound of happy laughter, christmass songs. the horse was cursed but what he could truely do was more amazing then its curse.