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It was absolutely amazing to be out in this weather. That was the only redeeming thing about his endeavor at the moment. He had entered the forest with a basket to collect holly, ivy, and mistletoe and now he was lost and his feet were killing him. Heading toward what he though was the road he stumbled into the clearing, and right over a rock. A very fuzzy rock. Glancing over through the curtain of his hair he saw his very own big bad wolf. “My, what big feet you have.” the angel muttered to himself as he stood up. He stared in dismay at the cuttings he had spent hours collecting now spread across the clearing.

Jack quite obviously allowed his eyes to look up and down the wolf in front of him. Stepping up extremely close to the wolf he took his basket from the wolf’s hands (paws). “Yes, actually Mr Wolf. I’m sorry it’s not sweets. If it was you might have a chance of eating something around here.” He said while flipping his hair over his shoulder.

The angel’s mouth quirked at one corner at the wolf’s comment. “I actually find this temperature, and my own manner, quite pleasant so I should probably take that as a complement even though I’m sure that’s not how you intended it.” Staring into the wolf’s eyes he continued. “You don’t seem to have a problem being fiery. Actually, you look a little burnt.” The blue angel extended his hand. “I’m Jack Frost, and you are?”

Jack chuckled though it was obvious no mirth was held inside the sound. “An apple?” Jack asked. “I’ve always heard that the wolves amongst our kind were the most meat hungry of the bunch. Well,” Jack smirked “you and the rabbits. Does it fulfill some sort of instinctual mode inside of you; eating rabbits all of the time? Jack took a couple of steps away before turning and regarding the wolf again. “So are you out here hiding from your mate and eighteen children?” He was quite enjoying this verbal sparring match. He could always fly away if it turned violent.

Watching the wolf eat the apple after making that comment made the angel truly laugh, but he tried to hide it behind his hand under the guise of a cough. However, the yawn is what did him in. Jack simply could not believe that he was boring what so ever.
“Ward humm?” Jack asked saucily. “So only the indigent care to keep you around? I‘m sure any child would choose deportment, conversation, and wit over, what is it you do huffing, puffing” The angel could not suppress his grin at this point. “and blowing.”

Though his frozen expression never changed Jack was shocked. He was quickly loosing control of the situation, and that always made him nervous. He knew that if it came down to it he could not defend himself against this wolf. He had to get away!
Instead of edging back he used his wings to push himself against the wolf rubbing compleatly against the other's body. “Ah, but that would end our winning conversation.” He whispered while using the extra room he stepped sideways and out of the wolf’s immediate reach. “But it seems that I was right about wolves loving meat. Need some protein, Byron?” Lets see how he will react to the wrong name.

“I never said it was what I wanted, I merely implied it was all you had to offer.” Jack smiled. “Perhaps that is what I need, brain food, but they say that fish is the best brain food, and I certainly don’t want that.” He stepped closer to the wolf. “insane? That has been said of me. Tell me, what instability do you claim to possess?”