Walk:

The forest surrounding the tracks was hardly any better when it came to heat. While Frosty was unaffected by the cold, the two he was traveling with were not. Even Hocus was shivering now, and Karen's sneezes had grown more numerous as the minutes went on. Although the snowman could sort of block out the wind a bit, it didn't help that he was made of snow, and also not a very good heat insulator himself.

With a worried frown, he gazed down at the trembling girl, racking his short memory for anything he could use to help her, coming up empty. Still, there was one other that could help them.

"Hocus, I've got to get Karen all warmed up, or she's a goner!"

The ever-obliging white rabbit mimed striking a match on the ground, and igniting it to build…

"I can't make a fire." Frosty murmured in response, immediately recognizing the pantomime. Help or not, snow and fire simply did not mix. Or rather, they mixed a bit too well. He knew that well enough. "Oh, boy, that's one thing I really can't do. Guess we just better keep moving until we find someone who can."

And they resumed their trek through the blustery, wintry woods, Frosty trying to shut out the wind as best he could.