It had been four years since Denmark had lost his younger brother, Greenland. The little one looks very similar to his elder sibling. Same ashen blonde hair, icy azure eyes, and the classic barbaric attitudes one would expect from a Viking. The only way they could be told apart was the height difference (Greenland being shorter, of course) and the fact that Greenland didn't use a liter of hair gel everyday. They were as close as two bros could get, at least, until the fateful day when Greenland went missing.
The land was white with snow, and the brothers went outside to play like normal children. It had been snowing less than usual, lately. Denmark had a plan to build a snowman of Norway, then beat it with a chair, for payback from being hit in the face with a chair, many times. There was not enough snow in Denmark's vicinity to finish the snowman, so he sent Greenland to make a good-sized snowball, then roll it back, for easy transportation. As soon as Greenland traveled far enough away, he spotted two faint shadows in the distance. It startled him, a bit, but then he disregarded them and went back to doing what Denmark requested. As he got the snowball big enough to meet the needs of his brother, he heard swift footsteps behind him. A cold hand lay on his shoulder, and that is the last he was conscious.
It had been a while since Denmark told his brother to bring back more snow. He was getting a bit worried, so he decided to trace Greenland's steps. The elder started to panic, for the footprints kept going and going, and eventually led to nowhere. While franticly searching for his little brother, he finds two pairs of footprints that barely made an indentation in the snow. "The people who made these must have been really light or a swift walker," he thought to himself. He heard the distant yell of his mother, calling for the brothers to come back inside. Night was coming, and Denmark knew what kind of animals come out at night. Scary ones. The only thing he could really do was tell his parents, because they would most likely know what to do. Denmark was on his way home, anxious to describe to his parents what misery had just arose.