Things have been rather improving since the defeat of Pitch Black and his Fearlings. The children started to believe again, and triumph was cherished upon them and their families. Including the Guardians. At North’s, or Santa Claus’, workshop, the group have been keeping an eye on the Giant globe for the past hour, to the point where Snow felt the itches of boredom creep upon her. For the past two-hundred years, the white-haired spirit of Flee searched for her big brother Jackson in the afterlife, but found no trace of her mischievous sibling. But then, a little snowflake told her that someone saved the children of the world from enteral fear. 

Friends and family mattered to her, and Snow was dedicated in helping the youth find safety and love with their loved ones. Her determination extended to that of the Guardians themselves. Since Pitch had supposedly perished, a new Guardian was chosen whenever it came to help the children face their fears: Jack Skellington. It was his job to help children feel brave, and find joy when confronting their fears. That way, they will never frown, or show fear ever again. Snow was fond of the tall skeleton-man, when she first met. She found him to be fun and charismatic for a spirit, representing the ironic ways of courage, even though he appears to be scary (in a good way) himself. 

She had the ability to sense companions, therefore she managed to feel Skellington’s presence outside. With a flick of her fingers, a gust of wind gently blew the front doors open, carefully.