This chapter is kinda short, but its what I have. Basicly just explaining a few things about the Snow animals to the Guardians. Hope You enjoy! Please review.

the two sides just stood there for a few minutes, just looking at each other, when suddenly Jacks face morphed into one of concentration. All of the animals around the guardians froze, and then collapsed into themselves. The only ones left were two birds who flew around Jack, making worried sounds as he slowly moved to the ground, leaning on his staff as he panted heavily.

"Jack!" Tooth shouted worriedly, rushing to the teen's side, trying to mother him. Jack shook his head, trying to convince Tooth he was okay while still remaining standing. He had never tried to keep so many snow figures going at once, and the strain of them all collapsing had weakened him.

"I'm fine Tooth," Jack claimed, ducking the worried fairy, "I just used too much power. I'll be fine in a second."

North laughed a big belly laugh. "I must say, when you decide to have a snowball fight, you go all out!" Despite what Jack having told them that he was fine, all the guardians gathered around him, watching him cautiously.

Bunnymund shook his head in reluctant awe, "I don't know how you did that, mate. How were you able to enchant them to move at all without your staff?"

Jack snorted, earning himself curious looks. "The staff is a conduit," he explained in a put upon tone, "My powers aren't contained within it. Sure, I can't fly or makes storms without it, but I can still use my magic. Why does everyone seem to think that without my staff, I'm helpless?"

Tooth narrowed her eyes, "who besides us has thought that leaving you without your staff makes you helpless?"

Panicked, Jack desperately opened his mouth, trying to think of a lie that would be believable, when they were interrupted. The two snow birds, the only survivors of Jack's snow army jumped away from the wall where they had been sitting, chasing each other through the air above the gathered guardians heads.

All eyes followed the white birds as they danced, just as their maker often did, on the empty air. "How come they didn't melt as well?" Bunnymund couldn't help but ask, looking around at the piles of snow littered around the room.

Jack whistled again, and both birds fluttered over to him, landing on his shoulders. He stroked one as he spoke, gently petting its frosty feathers, "because I didn't have anything to anchor the magic to in them." Seeing the others confusion, he reached up to the bird he was stroking, and pulled out a single feather. Instantly the snow creature froze, and it would have fallen if Jack hadn't carefully caught it in on hand while the other held up the feather. "The magic that I use to enchant them has to have something solid to hold on to, otherwise it eventually dissipate." He carefully replaced the feather, and the bird hopped to life once more.

Tooth watched the two bird curiously, "Have you named them yet?"

Jack shook his head, "No, not yet."

North looked at the white eagle on Jack's right shoulder. "I think you should name this one Ull." At the others confused look, he explained, "It is a name from my home country. It is associated winter."

The bird fluffed up its frost feathers, looking quite pleased with the name. Jack laughed, "I think he likes it." The bird nipped Jacks hair affectionately, and he scratched its head gently, "Ull it is."

"Ah, But what about this little one?" Tooth asked, reaching out a hand to pet the snowy owl on Jack's left. "I know," she said excitedly, "I once had got teeth from a little girl named Eriwen. It means Snow."

Jack smiled, looking at his two birds. "Ull and Eirwen; I like those names."

Okay, I used this because a reviewer suggested that I have Jack make Frosty the Snowman. But all of the stories of Frosty the Snowman have him being unable to move without his top hat, which caused a problem. But then I thought that this would be a perfect solution to the problem of Jack's magic not lasting very long. If the magic is conected to something solid, then it can survive. Later I might have Jack transfer enough power to the birds that they are able to bring snow independently of Jack. After all, he can't be expected to bring snow to every place that needs it in the world, and be a guardian.

I had a horrible time finding names for the animals, but I finally found some the kinda fit. Ull is the name of a Norse god that was in charge of winter. I have no idea where North was originally from, but I figured he was the character that would have the most experience in that region. Eirwen is Welch, and it also means white, pure and holiness. Now to answer reviews:

Citrine Griffin: I never said it was going to be completely depressing. Besides, Jack isn't the kind of character that stays depressed for long, so while this might have sad parts, it will also have a lot of humor.

: thank you for your concern. I am feeling much better. I'm glad you liked my chapter.

Latias876: I like Evil Jack too!

Vampires United: (laughs)You might want to run, Jack doesn't like it when he thinks people aren't having enough fun!

Camelot Emrys: I noticed in the movie that when Bunnymund gets annoyed enough, he stops thinking. That's what Jack was trying to do, annoy Bunnymund enough that he wouldn't think about it too much.

TheGodlessAngelOfDarkness: Jack needs time to create snow creatures, and as you recall he was atcked at seemingly random, with no warning. Plus he needs to have something to work with, and it was too hot for him to have any snow to make the creatures out of.

Shur'tugal Daughter of Artimis: That was... slightly disturbing. But I totally get the sentiment.