After watching the two pooka leave Bunny turned to Jack, "How in the name of the moon did you find and end up protecting a colony of pooka!?"
Jack tilted her head to the side and released a small sigh as she let her mind drift back to the past almost three hundred years ago. "I met them when I was only a few months into this life. I was confused and had never met anyone or anything like them. I remember hearing the noise first. I recall that being confused because something in the back of my head was telling me that the colony had long since made agreements with the nearby Indian tribe."
"Why did you mention an Indian tribe?" Tooth asked curiously.
"Well, you need to remember I'm from the time when the America's had first been discovered. All the current agreements with the Indians hadn't been established in the beginning so there were constant invasions from either side unless there was an agreement made to leave each other alone. But back to Bunny's question. I didn't meet all of them in one meeting. I kind of met them in pairs and introduced them to each other. They call themselves the Snow tribe because of me and where they live. They aren't all snow pooka."
"They're not?" Bunny whispered, "Jack do any of them have markings like me?"
"A few of them, the elders told me that they had all chosen to take the marks of the different tribes they descended from and not combine them all with different bits of the original marks. Let me tell you about my first meeting with Kree and Raaleigh and their mates. . ."
*Flashback*
Jack had only been aware for what she judged to be around a year when she returned to the lake she had awoken from when she heard the sound of battle. A little voice told her that it wasn't a battle with the village nearby, but rather someone, or something different altogether. Something in the air caused the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up as she asked the wind to make her go faster.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that she needed to help whoever it was that was causing the terrified screams of pain. A minute latter after the wind sped up her movements she arrived to see four rabbit like creatures battle shadowy creatures she had never seen before. Lunging toward the shadow creatures she swung at them causing them to rear away from the newest defender as she planted herself in front of the injured creatures they were attacking.
Striking out the shadow creature now looked more like a horse which startled her still long enough for the hooves of the creature to catch her shoulder even as she tried to bring her staff up to block it only succeeding in lessoning the damage. Without thought she sent her powers through the staff and stabbed at the creature catching it in the chest when it didn't move out of the way fast enough it froze along with the creatures that had joined it in the moments she had been battling it. Swinging her staff again it connected with the new ice statue with shattered it.
Turning to the creatures she tentatively smiled, "Are you alright?"
*End Flashback*
"The rest is as you say, history."
"You saved them from Pitches nightmares when you were only a year old as a spirit?" North's question broke the silence that had descended after she finished explaining how she first met the pooka who had spoken to them earlier.
