Snow fell into Jack Frost’s embrace until she heard Skellington’s presence reappear before them, once again. That one thought continued to repeat itself, as it also triggered a memory. [i]’Jack, I’m scared’[/i], she still remembered that day. The day when Jack fell. The last time she ever saw him alive. He was a Guardian to her; now, she will be a Guardian to him, as well as all of them. She wasn’t named Guardian of Companionship for nothing. For that, her loyalty and warm heart were her more-major traits. It made her wipe another tear from her face, and give a quiet sniffle. “She’s strong; I know inner strength when I see it”. “We’ll get back to them. Don’t worry”, Tooth reassured her, as she tended to the wounds of the angel’s wing.