The fall was late, in the ending days of November, inviting Jack Frost for a snowfall. He sat perched in the treetops this day, surveying the towns and cities with his staff at his side as a light fog set in. The winter months were coming, deeming Jack's job to begin soon. He had already returned from the snow in the southern hemisphere. By his will, a light snowfall began above him, sprinkling the ground as he gave a soft smile. The sun was beginning to set in the late autumn evening. Leaves coated the ground around him, and he knew they'd soon have to go. He stood up by aid of his staff, and floated to the ground where his bare feet crunched a few stray leaves. He twirled his staff in a sweeping-motion, kicking the leaves into the air. He chuckled and strode forward, confident in the fresh fall of snow. Putting one hand in his hoodie pocket, he looked at trees. He should coat them with snow soon.

A few children ran into the open, excited smiled exchanging as they caught sight of the snow. Jack grinned, even though none of the children were aware of his presence. That was fine. The number of children who believed in him were growing ever so slowly. He walked forward in the snow as the children stuck out their tounges. Unfortuntely, there wasn't enough snow for a snowball fight. Not yet, anyway.

A pile of leaves sat at the root of a tree. Two of the children raced forward and dove into the orange mess of dead plants, giggling with excitement. They kicked leaves at each other, and a girl's laugh errupted.

But wait... the two children in the leaves were boys. Jack stepped closer, his face growing puzzled. Another laugh, obviously from a girl.

Jack lifted his head. His eyes widened.

There in the tree. A tall, lithe girl stood in the branches. She had one hand on the branches, her green eyes sparkling under the snow's bright reflection. She had brown stringy hair that flowed past her shoulders. Her dress was dark brown as well, but the bottom had a green color with a twisted and curled patten like vines. She wore brown flats on her feet, and she looked about fifteen or sixteen. At least, somewhat younger than Jack, but not by much.

Jack suddenly wondered if the teen could get down. Jack floated upwards to the girl, ready to do something if she fell. But she seemed confident in the dead tree, watching the two children in the leaves with happiness. She plucked a dead leaf off of the tree she stood on and twirled it in her fingers. She shifted her weight onto another branch as she watched the boys from the height.

"Careful there." Jack muttered. He raised his staff, ready to help if she needed it. The trees had a little bit of ice here and there. He'd make sure she wouldn't fall.

But as soon as he spoke, the girl raised her head, her eyes locking with his. She stared at him for a long moment, and Jack paused. A few seconds passed by as they studied eachother. He took a deep breath and came closer. It wasn't every day he found a child who believed in him. "You can see me..?" He asked, stretching his hand out to the teenage girl.

Her eyes flashed with something unreadable. Before Jack could react, she turned and jumped off the branch. "Wait!" Jack called, stretching out his hands. But wait, she wasn't falling. She was... flying?

Jack shook his confusion away and took off after her. "Hey! Hold on!" He called. He saw the teen in his sight, far off. She was pretty fast. He could already tell by now, this wasn't a normal girl. She didn't look behind her as she fled.

She grabbed a branch and spun out of the way, taking off in a different direction. Jack had to come to a quick stop, taking hold of the same branch and clumsily following the girl. She had now ceased in flying, and now leaped from tree branch to tree branch.

She looked back. Her gaze was as frightened as a rabbit's. Jack couldn't help but find a sense of recognition to the teenage girl, though he didn't remember ever seeing her before. He could have possibly seen her once or twice, unaware that she was like him. He tried to follow her movements, taking step on a tree branch and leaping through the dead trees. But he could not find the grace that this girl performed so elegantly.

"Stop!" Jack cried out. "I'm not going to hurt you!"

The girl didn't turn around. Instead, she leaped from the branches, stepping foot onto the ground. She began to slow down, and Jack took the advantage to get closer. The girl suddenly came to a stop as Jack set foot on the ground. "Hey! I just want to talk." He placed his staff on the ground and lifted his hands up to prove his peace.

She stared at him for a long moment. Jack took a deep breath and took a step forward. Wrong move. The girl waved her hands in a circular motion, kicking up the leaves on the ground and making them gather in front of her. Jack raced forward, cutting his way through the leaves with his hands. But once he reached the other side, the girl was gone.

He hesitated for a moment, staring into the deeper parts of the woods. He looked at the leaves, that had now floated gently to the ground along with his snowflakes. Every once in a while, Jack would run into someone like himself. There were only a handful, and rare to find. But there was something about this girl that struck him different.

With a puzzled mind, he scooped up his staff and took to the sky, unaware of the pair of green eyes watching him until he was swallowed up by the clouds.

So, this chapter is rather short, but they should get longer. I've started to form Pippa's personality with shyness, and happiness for little things. But all character should develop flaws right? Right.

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