I'm kinda new at this whole thing and I thought it'd be really fun to try it out. I don't have too much experience with writing, but I'd like to see what you guys think. I've never really had an audience to judge my work besides teachers, so hopefully I'm not that bad. I really, really, REALLY want your reviews on this because I'd love to improve my skills. I was stuck on certain parts, and couldn't figure out how to play everything out correctly, so I appreciate your guidance. Hopefully, I made sense and didn't confuse anyone too much. Please be gentle with me though XD

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Frozen or any of these Characters... Except for the man and dog in this Chapter.

Arrival

It was two months after the events that covered Arendelle in a blanket of ice, and snow. Autumn was setting in slowly and the leaves were beginning to lose their green color. The two royals of Arendelle were getting to know each other again quickly, and the Ice Master's business was going well though Kristoff knew it would slow down soon. Anna was meeting more people every day, and was getting used to the open gates. Elsa's rule over the city was going quite well and all of her subjects were quite happy with her judgment. Then one day, a newcomer moved into town…

"Ugh.." The young man grunted as he lifted his luggage from the boat. A line of people were exiting the boat onto the land as he was still trying to lift his luggage. It came to his attention that the others were only visiting, no other had plans to move here in Arendelle. With one last heave, he lifted his two large bags and called to his companion who hoped off the boat at his command. "Let's go and find our house Magnus." The man spoke to his dog. The dog yipped and started to trot ahead of him, tongue lolling.

The man began walking forward and after getting to the entrance of the city, he set his bags down and, pulled out a folded piece of thin paper and unfolded it. "So.. We turn left and head down that path.." He muttered half to himself and half to Magnus. "And then the house should be on that corner." He lifted his head and looked down the road. He folded the paper up once more and stuffed it back down his pocket before reaching for his bags again. He and Magnus headed down the street and walked up to a decent looking two-story house.

The building had a small porch with wooden rails at the sides leading to the stairs. He stepped up the small wooden porch and set his bags down. He rummaged through his pockets and found a small metal stick. He pulled out the key and turned it through the doorknob. He let Magnus inside before carrying his things in and shutting the door. The living room seemed big enough for two people, or one person and his dog. There were three wooden chairs sitting in the middle of the room with a wooden table in front of it. He would have to fill the place with more furniture as time passed. He saw the stairs railed with the same posts as the ones outside. To the right of the stairs he saw the cooking area. There was a moderate sized fire pit that would work fine for the both of them. A good sized iron container with a lid sit against the wall next to a cupboard that stretched across the room.

He headed upstairs as his brown husky explored downstairs thoroughly. He made it to the top to find two bed rooms and the bathroom. He picked the room with the better sized bed and headed into it. The room consisted of only a dresser and the bed, which he was fine with. The man set his luggage down and rolled his shoulders. He exited the room and headed into the other room. He stood in the doorway and glanced at the emptiness. The room consisted of the same items, only a smaller bed.

He left and shut the door before heading into the bathroom. It was very basic, with a tub, toilet, sink and mirror. The man stepped inside and looked into the mirror. He was slightly surprised.

"Sheesh Alex… I didn't think you looked that bad." He laughed to himself.

He blinked at his reflection. His eyes were a light brown that was slightly darker then amber. His light face had a few dirt spots on his cheeks and forehead. His hair was a messy brown that was sticking out in a few places. No wonder a few people were staring at him as he made his way to his new home. His shoulders were broad and his chest was slightly wider than average men. He wasn't the strongest guy ever, but he sure wasn't weak either. He was wearing a lose cotton shirt that was a dark orange. He wore black, snug gloves that looked almost new. Alexander looked down and saw his brown pants that were slightly smeared with what seemed like oil, and his black boots seemed as worn as ever.

He looked back into the mirror and sighed.

"I'll clean myself up once I unpack." He said looking down to Magnus who was now sitting in the doorway.

Magnus flicked his ear in response and turned to head into Alex's room. After about twenty minutes Alex finished storing his clothes and belongings into the dresser. He threw the bags into the corner, knowing he'll have some use for them at one point. Alex then walked back into the restroom and shut the door. After every need was finished, he stepped out looking refreshed. His hair was lying flat and shiny again and his face was brighter from the wash. He breathed in deeply and looked at Magnus and his bright amber eyes.

"Let's go get some food buddy."

The dog barked enthusiastically at this remark.

The two friends later returned home. He carried two bags of meat in one hand and one of vegetables, and fruits along with a bag of ice in the other hand. Magnus trailed behind carrying a light bag of seasonings in his mouth. The two set into the kitchen, putting the bags down. Alex took the seasonings from his burly companion and set it on the counter next to the others. He then emptied the bag of ice into the iron container and put the bag of meat inside after he took two fresh pieces of beef. He seasoned them correctly before attaching them to the metal stick used to cook the food under the fire pit. He then hooked up the stick over the pit.

"Alright buddy.. stand back." He said over his shoulder as Magnus complied.

Alex removed his glove from his right hand and snapped his finger, causing a small flame to erupt from his thumb. Magnus, sat there, tongue lolling. Alex pressed his thumb to the coals. Almost instantly the pit was set ablaze. Alex shook his hand to put out the small flare and slipped his glove back on. The reason he didn't cook manually with his hands was because the temperature rose too fast, and the food would have been burnt into black charcoals. Alex sat on the wooden floor watching the flames cook the beef. He felt Magnus nuzzle up next to him and lay down. Alex reached his hand over to pet his best friend.

About thirty minutes passed before the food was done cooking, and the smell of steak filled the house. Alex, unafraid of burning himself simply pulled the meat off and threw one at Magnus, who caught it in the air. Alex bit into the tender meat and smiled. He had seasoned everything correctly. Before he was halfway done, Magnus had already choked down his share and yawned. Alex finished his food and burped. He patted his stomach. "Pretty good huh?" He turned to Magnus who yelped in reply, wagging his tail. Alex filled his hands with water from the sink and put out the fire. He then stood up and looked out the window. The sky was dark and the stars were beginning to glow. He yawned and made his way to his room, Magnus following him. He sat on the bed and removed his boots. Magnus jumped up onto the other side and curled up. Alex lied down and stared at the ceiling. 'It was a new beginning' He thought to himself, smiling before closing his eyes.