Finally released from North's death grip Jack stood back and looked at them. Bunny was visibly shivering, though if that was from the cold or from anger Jack really didn't want to know. Tooth was still buzzing around arms clasped close to her body.
Jack nodded to himself before saying, "Do you need to go somewhere warmer?"
Bunny snapped. "What in the blue blazes do you think you're doing?! You let us worry ourselves sick that Pitch has come back for THREE MONTHS, and wha' do ya' say? 'Do ya need ta go somewhere warmer?'"
Jack took a step back from the mad rabbit, who was in his mind doing a very good impersonation of the March Hare, when all hell broke loose.
One of the many wolves that guarded Jack and Winterfall, saw this strange creature as a threat to his master and leapt.
Bunny was knocked to the ground and was barely given a glimpse of sharp, white teeth before they were thrown off him.
Jack, hadn't even thought about reacting, it had simply happened. He knew the wolf was only doing what it thought of as 'protecting' but he wasn't really aware of that at the time. He had simply lent out with the crook of his staff wrapped it around the creature's belly and all but threw it off the beleaguered Pooka. It landed on all fours, whimpering slightly at the strangely harsh treatment of its master.
Jack crouched down in front of it and convey that they were his friends and at no point were they to attack them again. The wolf hung it's head in recognition and ran off, tail between its legs.
Jack returned his attention to Bunny who was still lying on the floor of the Great Hall and seemed to stunned to be capable of anything.
Right. Jack thought, enough was enough. He was going to have to explain but first his friends needed to be warm.
Dragging Bunny up by the arm and, leading by the elbow, Jack wordlessly gestured for the others to follow.
