It was snowing outside, and Josh and James were thinking how to get the next points on their list.
"Okay, so we need something from the Heart of the Freljord, Braum, as well as something from "A Queen of the Freljord, free of choice." Since Verita is siding with Lissandra, and Loras and Dan with Sejuani, that means we need to either make a choice on one of them, or collect something from every single one of our queens." Josh said.

All of them remained silent for a moment, weighing their options.
After those few seconds, James spoke up: "We`ll collect every one of them, then. Shall we split up, or do everything as a group?"
This time, Verita answered, her soft voice filling the room. "If we stay together, we`ll never make it in time for Snowdown. Why don`t we send two to every queen? And the ones that go to the Daughter of Avarosa can talk to Braum as well. That looks like the best strategy to me…"
The others nodded approvingly, and Josh took the word again.
"Great idea, how do we split ourselves up? Dan, Eddy? Where do you want to go?"
Eddy looked around their small group. "I`ll go with Verita, and see Lissandra. Are you two going to Ashe and Braum?" James looked at his brother, and they nodded in unison.
Now Loras spoke, for the first time since he had entered their friends` shelter. "That means Dan and me will go to Sejuani and the Winter`s Claw. Should be… fun. I guess?"

After these words all of them packed their bags. Which practically meant that all of them would be taking a whole bunch of Poro biscuits with them. And none of them asked the group how they would get a picture, and take it back home. This was something that they should really have lend some thought, for it would give them many problems later on. But for now, none of the young Poros had thought about that. They were all just excited to go and meet their Queens, and ask them for a picture, or something like that.

At this very moment, not so far away from the place where our protagonists were preparing for their journey, there was a young girl, skipping through the snow. Her clothes were dyed in a beautiful, skyblue color, and there was a pattern of snowflakes on them. At her side, there was a flying, white ball of fur, to which she was talking.
"Né Pix, do you think we`re almost there? Or are we lost again?"
The Poro at her side squeaked and pushed his wings a few extra times, so that he was now flying ahead of the girl, leading the way.

Now, you guys need to understand, how special a flying Poro is. The gift of flying was once gifted to a small Poro-community, when they had saved the icebird Anivia from a rock that had crushed one of her wings. From then on, these Poros had been part of the clan of the Winged Poros, or shortly: Wings. That had happened a very long time ago, but the Poros that were born in this clan, still received their wings. The Poro that was with this girl, was one of the "Wings" as well, but he had left his community a long time ago, to go on a great adventure, which I might tell you two another time. Anyway, during his travels this little Poro had travelled all across Valoran before he had arrived at Bandle City, or just outside Bandle City, to be precise. Here he had found a young girl on a rock near the road, crying. The flying Poro did not know why this girl was crying, but he`d tried to calm her. He had pointed up his horns and fluttered down till he was on the same level as her head. The girl, whose clothes were torn and filthy, had noticed the Poro and looked at him through her tears. She didn`t stop crying though, and the Poro wasn`t sure what he should do. After a full minute of watching the little girl cry, the Poro flew to her and started licking her tears away.

A Poro`s tongue, as anyone should know, is a really complex muscle. First; It is huge, and it can be used to clean their entire face. Second; Poros use their tongue to smell, since it`s extremely sensitive. And third; inside their saliva is a calming substance, which serves to calm anything or anyone, should their cuteness fail. And this was what the Poro used on the crying girl.

After doing this her crying stopped, her harsh looks had softened a little bit and some of the sadness had disappeared from her eyes. It was then that the girl had discovered how tired she was, only keeping herself awake through crying. She laid down next to the road, and fell asleep, the last thing she saw before closing her eyes was the Poro that stood guard.

Ever since that moment, the girl and the Poro had adventured together. They had been to many wonderful places together. And now, with Snowdown growing near, they had gone back to the Freljord, looking for a place to stay and to celebrate this wonderful event in the place of its origins.
This was the reason that the girl was braving the snow, but the cold didn't bother her anyway. The snow had stopped falling a few hours ago, so there was still a crispy layer of fresh snow, in which the girl was leaving tracks.
"Poro!" the Poro said out of the blank, causing the girl to stop and look around.
"What is it, Pix?" She asked.
"Poro. Poro poro!" He squealed, sounding panicked and flying to the left. The girl rushed after him, trying to find out what her flying Poro was so upset about.

Pix was flying circles in the air while she was running towards him, indicating to her where she should be. As soon as she had arrived at his location, Pix descended till his tiny paws hit the snow, and rapidly started digging in the snow. The blue clothed girl planted her staff in the ground and prepared the incantations for a spell to move the snow, since that was what her Poro wanted.
"Nibula... Conflate." She whispered, causing her staff to lit up in red. The first layer of snow melted away, and two pair of horns appeared in her vision. She jumped towards them and pulled.

Two little Poros let out a deafening shriek. Both of them had several biscuits in their mouth, and several more in between their adorable paws, probably that had been the reason why they had been stuck. "Poro? Porow? Poro poro!" One of them poro`d. Pix answered them, but his "Poro" sounded accusingly. Both of the digged up Poros gave him a look filled with shame, and offered him one of their biscuits. After this they turned their gaze to the blue lady, and they shared a few words on the topic if they should offer her a biscuit as well, since she had been the one that had released them. Coming to a conclusion, the smallest of the two waddled to the girl and placed one of the biscuits in front of her before quickly backing off again. The girl smiled and picked up the biscuit. "Hello, my name is Lulu. Who are you two?" Lulu said, a cheerful tone ringing through her voice. The Poros smiled at her and walked back towards her, allowing her to pet their heads.

...

"Oh wow, it`s already Nine o'clock. You two really need to sleep now, otherwise your mother will be angry…"
"But dad… The story isn`t done yet."
Their father smiled, "Of course it isn`t. This story is a long story, meant to be told over many different nights. But we`ll have to continue tomorrow. Look, your little brother is already asleep."
"Hrrnngg, I`m not a sleep yet." The small kid said, reopening his eyes.
"Of course you aren`t, but you`re pretty close. Tomorrow we will continue. For now: Goodnight boys."
Their father bowed his head to give both of them a swift peck. After this he turned off the lights, leaving only a small night lamp burning for his youngest son, and left the room. The boys were left alone, dreaming about flying Poros and adventures.

"Poro!"
~Alsodef