Cori's Note: You thought I wasn't going to post this today, didn't you? Well, I found time(I just took my laptop upstairs). I decided to put wolves in this, because wolves are totally badass. Thanks for reviews and everything else, and please review more! Too much enthusiasm there, sorry. Enjoy whatever is going to happen in this chapter. PS In my head-cannon, it only takes immortals a few days to heal from injuries, unless they're unconscious. It works different for powers, though.

Chapter 3: Grains of Black Sand

After Jack woke up, it only took a few days for him to mostly heal. All that remained of the major cuts and gashes were scabs the size of quarters. His ribs had already healed, thanks to a disgusting potion Jack was forced to take, and his concussion was gone.

But he was bored. He was forced to stay in bed for another day, and once he was allowed to leave his room, all he could do was walk around the shop. He didn't have his staff, as he had dropped it when he was being slammed into buildings, and they had yet to find it. So Jack started taking things and hiding them from the yetis, and pulling other pranks.

On the third day of being bored, after having already pulled five pranks(one of which had left Phil hanging by his foot from the ceiling), Jack sat in an arm chair eating cookie dough, his legs hanging over the side of the chair. Baby Tooth flew in and perched herself on the side of the container of cookie dough. She took a chocolate chip and ate it.

"Hey, Baby Tooth," Jack said. "What's up?" Baby tooth chirped something he could not understand, then flew up to his shoulder and started tugging on his sweatshirt, chirping fast.

"Woah, calm down!" Jack said, standing up. He followed her, still holding the cookie dough, into the main part of the workshop. Bunnymund and Tooth were talking, but the first thing Jack noticed was his staff leaning against the Globe control board.

"My staff!" Jack shouted, running over and grabbing it. "Where did you find it? How did you find it?"

"Some of my fairies saw it while collecting. It was in a small town in Colorado. Bunnymund went and got it," Tooth explained.

"Thanks!" He said to both of them.

"Well, ya can't really be a guardian without your powers, can ya, Frostbite?" Bunnymund teased.

Jack responded by freezing the elves who were about to eat the cookie dough he had dropped. He smiled.

0TPB0

Jack flew to Quebec, where South Wind had made that blizzard a week ago. He landed in a snow-covered forest. South had been around here when he started making that blizzard, Jack thought. He began searching the forest for any evidence on what had happened to South. Suddenly he was pulled up into the air and was drifting south. Fear filled his heart for a moment, but was replaced by anger quickly.

"South!" Jack yelled.

"Hello, master," The wind whispered.

"What the hell was with that blizzard you caused last week?! You killed four innocent children!"

"Blizzard? I did not make a blizzard. I would never make one too big!" Honestly filled South Wind's voice, to Jack's surprise and confusing. South was a terrible liar, so how could he sound so honest?

"There was a blizzard a week ago that YOU made! It killed, South!" Jack tested.

"You are confusing me, master." South was being completely honest.

He sighed. "Put me back down, South."

South placed his master back in the forest. Jack walked around a for a few minutes in near silence, when something, probably a stick, snapped. He whipped around and saw behind him five wolves, all with different fur. From the trees behind them two more, younger wolves and a girl appeared. The girl, who looked about sixteen, was wearing a brown pants the reached half way down her caffs, much like Jacks, and a white blouse with many rips and tears in it. She had an animal skin cape draped over her shoulders. He hair was brown and tangled, and her eyes were sharp grey. She had many cuts, bruises, and scrapes. She had a belt around her waist that held a hand-made dagger. She was tall, pale(but not as pale as Jack), and skinny, but not bone skinny. She wore a necklace made of bone. But what struck Jack the most was the fact that she was barefoot.

"Jack Frost," She said. The wolves were staring at him.

"...How do you know my name? And who are you?" Jack asked, afraid that if he wasn't direct the wolves would attack him.

"The moon told me of you. He said you would need my help at some point," She said, with her expression not shifting at all from its seriousness. "And that time has come. My name is Ulva, spirit of the wolves."

Jack wasn't sure what to say, so he remained silent, eying the wolves wearily.

"My brother, Galen," a grey wolf with a red circle around its eye stepped forward, "found something that may help in your case of the southward blizzard."

Jack hesitated. "Okay, show me."

Ulva's face relaxed with the trust from Jack. She walked ahead of her 'brothers' and 'sisters', who followed behind. They also seemed more trusting of Jack now that he had agreed to follow them. Jack walked beside Galen, the most calm, with his staff in his left hand, prepared for whatever happened. Ulva was on the other side of Galen. They walked in silence, which bothered him.

"Aren't you cold?" He said, breaking the unnecessary quietness. She looked at him for a second, a mildly quizzical look on her face, but turned away.

"I'm used to it," She said.

"Really? Weird."

"It isn't weird. Wolves withstand whatever temperatures and weather is thrown at them. Except maybe too much warmth, like in the summer in more southern places. As I am the spirit of wolves, I am the same."

"I guess that makes sense. Why are being so up-tight?"

Ulva sighed, and lowered her head a bit. The others picked up on this, and raised their heads. Ulva lifted her head back up, and the wolves put theirs back down.

"I'm not used to talking to or being around those other than my brothers and sisters. Most encounters end horribly, except in the cases where I met Native Americans. They believe me to be as I am, the wolf spirit."

"Ah. Not many can see me, either. Ever been walked threw?"

"Yes."

Just then, they came to a clearing that was covered in something black. It shimmered a bit in the moonlight.

"This is what Galen found," Ulva said.

"Thanks, Galen, Ulva." Galen's ears perked up and his tail wagged. Ulva smiled a little.

Jack kneeled down and took some of the blackness onto his fingers. It was sand, just like what Pitch used. Jack came to the conclusion that Pitch had gained up enough power to cause South Wind to go insane, and knowing that Jack would try to stop it, used this to try to kill him. Jack stood up, and saw Bunnymund come up from one of his tunnels.

"Snow-cone, ya aren't supposed to leave the Pole yet! They made me come and get ya, brat!" He said.

"Sorry, Kangaroo, but I had to find out what happened to South Wind!" Jack said. Ulva and the wolves stared at the pooka with hunger in their eyes, but did nothing. Bunnymund noticed.

"Oh, it's the she-wolf," He said, rolling his eyes.

"You have no right to call me that," Ulva snapped.

"And what are you gonna do about it, sheila?"

"Send my brethren to devour you," She said, completely serious. Bunnymund flinched a bit, but held his ground.

"Woah, what's going on here? What's with the fighting?" Jack intervened.

"Her 'brethren' attacked me one Easter when I was hiding eggs."

"They did not know you were guardian."

Bunnymund pulled out a boomerang. "Well, I think they should learn a lesson." Several wolfs were growling now, bearing their teeth, in attack position. So was Ulva.

"Bunny, calm down! You too, Ulva, and the wolves. She helped me figure out what happened!" Jack explained. They calmed down, and stood in silence for a moment.

"As much as I hate her, I guess North would appreciate if she came along. He'd be angry if we didn't give her a reward," He ended the statement with sarcasm.

"I have no means of getting to the North Pole. But my brethren can follow you in the tunnels, Bunnymund," Ulva suggested.

"Fine. But only because ya helped us!" Bunnymund shouted, jumping down the tunnels, all seven wolves following.

Jack jumped into the current of North Wind. He used his staff to hook Ulva around the waist, and pulled her up along with him. She yelped in surprise, and quickly grabbed onto Jack's sweatshirt. Her eyes wide, she stared at the ground, afraid.

"Never been flying before?" He teased.

"No!" Was Ulva's panicked cry.

"Don't worry, I won't drop you! And try looking up!"

She did this, and suddenly her face lit up. Jack had had the same reaction the first time he had seen this world from this perspective, and new how she felt. Ulva was smiling, and looked like much younger than she was.

End Note: WOLF SPIRIT! Her name means 'wolf'(duh), and Galen means 'calm'. Ulva will be in the next chapter, too. I like this chapter the most, so far. This one is longer than I first anticipated. Also, go check out Kitwarrior24's ROTG fanfic. Kit is my friend, btw, but honestly her writing is pretty good. She wasn't finished with the second part of her story when we were on the bus, so I'm IMPATIENTLY waiting for her to post. Please review, and ASK QUESTIONS. Lastly, do you like my profile pic? It's Jackie Frost. BWA HA HA! Goodbye.

Extra Note: I'm so stupid! I just remembered to post this, and it's nine thirty at night! Goddammit. I'm so forgetful.