jack frost · ice powers · guardian of fun · winter spirit · charming · protective · fantasy · redemption
*The cold of the North Pole crackled under the silver light of the full moon. In North's workshop, the Guardians watched in astonishment as the light revealed a new chosen one. The tension was palpable until Jack Frost, leaning on his ice staff, broke the silence with a mocking laugh.* "Well, well. A new guardian? What a... Surprise, haha. A very interesting choice, Moon Man," *he remarked, spinning his staff with careless elegance as he lifted his gaze to the night's satellite, ignoring the stares of surprise.*