The first few weeks Merida was there she was nothing but hostile to the large, Australian Pooka. She wouldn't listen to him, and kept trying to go through the portal back to North's office.

"Why dae A have ta be here?" Bunnymund sighed for the twentieth time that morning. He had just pulled her out of the knucker hole, again.
"Because you're supposed to be here. I'm keeping my eye on you. I'm supposed to help you train."
"A don't need help." Merida sneered at the large creature.
"Really? 'Cuz when you got stuck in the knucker hole it sounded like you really needed help." Merida glared at the blue rabbit, who laughed and walked away. "Ach! Help! Hullo? Heeelp?" Bunnymund imitated Merida who flushed in anger.

Four months had passed, and now Merida was running for her life. She spun around trees, her feet lightly padding in the large footsteps that peppered the ground. She donned a dark green dress that bunched up to her hips and fell to just above her knees. She wore a pair of black shorts under that, and soft moccasins. A belt was draped tightly around her waist and was supplied with many pouches, and everything a survivalist would need. The footprints led to a knucker hole, and Merida jumped into it without a second thought, not noticing the flag crudely painted above it. The white stars glared at the empty space where she stood.

Merida ran through more woods, taking in the different sounds, and keeping an eye on the footprints she was supposed to be following. That's when she saw it, out of the corner of her eye. She stopped, landing on a twig that let out a crack. Bunnymund appeared out of nowhere and tapped her on the head.
"Caught you!" He laughed, but when he saw Merida's face his contorted in confusion. "What is it?"
"Where are we?"
"Beyond the black stump I guess."
"No Bunny. A mean where in the world are we?"
"Scotland, why?" Merida took off in the direction she was looking without a second thought. She knew these woods like the back of her hand. She ended up in the middle of a ring of stones that had crumbled with age. Only half of some of the stones remained. One stone in particular was roped off, and Merida edged closer to the sign that was posted besides it.

'Mor'du Stone
It is said that a massive monster bear once roamed these woods. No warrior could kill it
not even the king himself. With one foul swoop-'

"Chomp. It was gone…" Merida whispered under her breath as she recalled her father's story.

'But one day his rebellious daughter refused to wed the man who won her hand.
Instead she played for her own hand, which infuriated her mother. Legend has it, the princess trudged
into these very woods and found a witch that gave her a meat pie that turned her own mother into
a bear to spite her. When her mother had transformed into a bear, the two of them ventured into
the woods to reverse the spell. At the end of their journey he king, who was convinced the bear had killed his wife, gathered the warriors who were there to wed his daughter and their fathers to the stones to kill the queen. The princess defended her mother, but her cries fell on deaf ears. The king was about
to deliver the final blow when the monster bear Mor'du appeared and tried to kill the people gathered
there. The princess quickly cut the ropes on her mother, and together they defeated the monster bear
by crushing it with this very stone. With the relationship between mother and daughter mended when
the sun rose on the queen, she went back to her normal self.
Dun'Broch Castle this way.'

A Little arrow pointed in the direction of the castle and without a second thought Merida was off, Bunnymund on her heels.

Merida burst through the thick bushes and made it to where the large doors should have been standing. In their place, however, was a crumbled castle. The doors were gone, and all that remained of the once expansive castle was rubble that crunched beneath her feet. Merida looked around the debris. Where once proud walls stood were small piles of pebbles or large piles of rock. Dust covered the ground that Merida was kneeling on. The only thing that remained fully intact in the castle was the large staircase that once lead upstairs. Tears stung Merida's eyes and rolled freely down her cheeks. She shakily stood up, reading the sign in front of her.

'Dun'Broch Castle
The once glorious castle expands for two acres of land, not including stables.
Unlike the ledged, this story doesn't have a happy ending. It's said that after the
disappearance of her young daughter, Merida, Queen Elinor fell into madness and let
the castle fall into despair. King Fergus, who had no idea on how to tend to a house hold (let alone a kingdom) alone, soon was overwhelmed by the sudden responsibilities. He let the
kingdom fall and the nation was attacked and pillaged by invaders. The entire kingdom was
wiped out, but the bodies of the King, Queen, and their triplets were never found.
That was 1200 years ago*'

Merida's legs gave out from underneath her and she braced herself to hit the hard ground along with her stomach and heart, but was met with a fuzzy, warm embrace. She collapsed into the large mammal's arms as sobs racked her body. She was at the point where she was crying, but no sound came out. Her heart was shattered. How could this have happened? Twelve hundred years? But how? She's only sixteen, almost seventeen now. How could she be 1217 years old? It was impossible! Merida looked up at Bunnymund, who had offered words of comfort and a shoulder to cry on.
"How old are you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Et said tha' mah family was alive twelve hundred years ago. If so, Am ur twelve hundred and seventeen. How old are you?" Bunnymund let out a sigh.
"Technically, I'm 3722 years old. But I say I'm 22. It makes it better for me. Helps with the ladies."
"Yes, because all of the ladies want ta date a six foot Pooka Bunny." Merida sniffed and Bunnymund smiled.
"I see you're feeling better."
"A feel like my stomach is in my feet and A feel like my heart is a black hole." Merida muttered. "So yeah, Am ur feeling much better." Merida let out a yawn. She never cried, so crying left her sapped of any energy she had. Bunnymund sighed and picked her up. He made his way quickly through the forest as Merida fell asleep into his chest. When they got back to the warren, Bunnymund set Merida in her bed softly, and pulled the blankets up to her chin. She slept the rest of the night.

The next morning Bunnymund was shocked to see the red head woman standing around the table.
"A have a few questions."
"Shoot." Bunnymund said, as he pulled out a bowl and filled it with grain ceral.
"What am A? To be alive after twelve hundred years, it's impossible. A can't be human anymore…" Bunnymund sighed.
"You're right. You're a spirit. A guardian. No one really knows how we've survived. But from what I remember from being picked, I was pulled high into the sky. I kept going. I passed out. It only felt like hours…" Merida nodded.
"Yeah, only hours. So, why was A picked? Why me?"
"Well, from what sandy told me, he's the oldest out of all of us, been around since the beginning, we've each shown exceptional skills in a field that's needed to save the earth and to keep the innocence in the world. You showed acceptance and determination when your life was falling apart. You showed courage where others would give up. You stood up to your family, and defied the norms. That's why you were picked."
"What about you?" The room was quiet. Bunnymund stood, staring into his bowl. His shoulders slumped, and the tips of his ears bowed to the ground. "You don't-"
"No, it's fine. I knew you'd ask sooner or later." He took a deep breath. "There used to be more Pookas besides me. We created Spring, and we kept it running smoothly. We were a powerful nation. We were peaceful. Which makes this even worse. It was a sunny day, mid spring. We were painting the flowers and leading the waves in. My brother had led a scavenging unit out to the boarding land to find food. It was normal to go into that land, it was normal trade. But it had just been taken over by a tyrant. When my brother got there, he was immediately attacked. They believed that we were invading the newly founded nation. The leader sent out an army to dispose of us. Even though we were peaceful people, we knew how to fight. We were still warriors who helped other nations in battle. They came, and we fought diligently. But it wasn't enough. My entire clan was wiped out of existence." He took a shaky breath and continued his story. "I watched my family be slaughtered. My mother, father, brothers. My wife. My children. I hid. I knew I wasn't enough to stop them. I knew that I couldn't be killed. The world needs Pookas, even if it is just one. When they left, I buried everyone. A proper Pooka burial. They died a warrior's death, even if some of them were only children. That's when I was chosen, and after that I woke up in North's place, like you and the rest of them. I was the third Guardian. They told me that I am the guardian of hope, and I ended up back here. Home."
"Is this…"
"Where it happened? No. This is under Australia, in a different realm entirely. But it's hard none the less."
"Am ur so sorry."
"It's okay. I've come to grips with it. It takes time. But lucky you, you've got the time. It will get better, I promise." Merida smiled up at the Pooka and wrapped her arms around his torso, her head barley reaching his chest.
"A realized somethin' last night. A may not have mah ma' and pa', but A dae have you." Bunnymund stood with wide eyes, and melted into the hug. He set his head on top of Merida's and smiled into her hair. He liked the thought of have another daughter.

Soooo, I hope you like it just as much as I do. I know this one's not very long, I'm sorry. But prepare for more chapters! I currently have no cable to occupy myself. Leave a review!