[FIN] Let's play a game, how about snowmen? ( Jack & Elsa )

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(Above 7)

As paws fell on the edge of the ice, claws dug in and with a pull, jack used the last of his strength and managed to pull him and The Nahtll on the lakes solid cap. Arms stretched out and heaved and pulled him and the Ice queen's limp body out of the water.

Panted breath heaved on the other snow cat's scruff as Jack caught his own breath, but worked to drag her to safety. Staying crouched to the lakes surface, it was careful steps to made it to safe edge. Quickly, but as safely as possible.

Tired paws, sapped of engery, slipped on the icy surface and with a heavy thud Mr. Frost body landed heavily on the frozen ice, just before landing.

Eyes pinched closed, the Tahtill felt himself chanting softly in his thoughts as he braced for what might be impact of more frozen water....

Please....please...don't give way....  

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(Taking the sixteen, and since Elsa is passed out)

Slowly Jack opened his eyes and was quick to take note that they where not struggling in water once more. Slowly trembled Legs pushed Jack from his stumble on the ice. Claws hunkered in the ice and with a leech and a quick pull Jack and the ice queen made it on to solid ground. Frozen and snow covered, but solid ground none the less.

Finally, Jack's maw released it's self from the Nahtll's neck. Though they where not out of the woods yet. Being concerned that she was not moving, Jack hopped to all fours and lowed his head, and gave her own a gentle nudge. Carefully he then laid his head flat on her chest. His wet ear pressed in her chest trying to hear what might be a heart beat.

Poised. His shaking body stilled it's self....
 

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Though feint, there was still a heartbeat within the frozen ice queen. Even so, her breaths were not present. Without meaning to, she had swallowed a lot more water than she should have.

Her frame remained still even as he prodded at her. There was life, though it was fading away with each beat of her heart.

At least she didn't have to feel the cold or even be left to the thoughts that had pushed her to rage. Nothing but the stillness of cold. Not realy where she wanted to be. There was so much to do, she had to show that child why it was good to have manners. Or just really beat the living grin off of his face.... If only she knew her life was at that same 'child's' mercy.

 

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Hearing the heart beat, but not the feel of breath, Jack quickly picked up his head.

Instinct and some kind of knowing, from some unknown place-that could quite possibly be the Grandweaver himself instructed him to act. Picking up his maw he paced it on her own and gently blew air into the Nahtill lungs. Once, turning his head he took in another breath to blow another breath in her lungs. Turning his head once more, he paused and listened...

This was not good, Jack couldn't help but feel responsible for all of this. This was not the 'game' he had been wanting to play....

Hopefully, the mistake wouldn't be at too high of a cost  

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Finally, after a good amount of effort, air had reached her lungs. Her head twitched a bit as she unleashed a fit of coughing. Water sputtering and gagging from her maw as she worked to get air into her lungs.

For a moment her eyes flickered open to catch a silver, white, and blue blur hovering over her.

Her mind worked o try and puzzle what time had been missing form her memory together. There was t his obnoxious gap, between walking away and now. She also became very aware of how cold it was. Normally she embraced the cold, her fur coat loved the feel of a good chilly wind. This time, however, she felt uncomfortably cold and numb.

 

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]Feeling the twitch of her heard, Jack drew his own head back to look at the Ice Nahtill. His eyes with wonder, he felt his own heart thunder-she was making sounds, and coughing. His eyes widened. Oh! thank the moon she was breathing!

With a hop back, Mr. Frost couldn't contain his glee and hoped just once more to the side and back. Giving the Ice lady her space...

icy alive eyes remained Fixed on the Nahtill, he was near, but not enough to crowd her. His butt couldn't stop wiggling with excitement.

She wasn't a frozen Popsicle! Well, frozen drowned popsicle, she was still as cold as he-if not more so....

His body shuttered, from mostly excitement from the whole ordeal however...

Shaking out his coat, Jack dared to step closer.

"Hey....-" Mr. Frost dared even to speak, his paw raises in mid step towards her as if wanting to poke and touch her-as if it would help make sure she was okay.  

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Elsa couldn't seem to open her eye past a mere crack. The silvery blue blur was coming more and more into focus. Jack? He was still here? What was he saying? All of his words were muffled low pitched hums. As if she were still trapped under the water.

"Do not touch me..." She gasped, not having more of a mind to say something witty.

This had to have been his fault. Or maybe it was him in collaboration with his moon friend.

The tips of her toes twitched as she tried with all her strength to move her legs. Each toe simultaneously twitched with her efforts. However, the effort paused as she truly took notice of the shaking tuckas from the other. She didn't know what it was, but she could not stop staring. It was so undignified, yet kind of amusing.  

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And she was talking that was good, though as his eyes looked about her body it was pretty obvious that she was struggling at moving.

"But I am not touching you." Mr. Frost answered, no doubt her thoughts where clouded, his was having a hard time Keeping from fogging over as well. However he did understand that they needed to find some kind of cover to keep the wind from chilling their wet coats over. Jack's own body heat was already warming the undercoat of his fur, however till he was completely dry would be awhile.

"Yet." Jack stated as he started to lower himself closer to the Nahtill, she was going to hate him and struggle with him the whole way-but if she couldnt' move he had to move her...

"Last chance to get up yourself, or your taking a ride on the Mr Frost Express." The Tahtll warned, fairly-but at the same time trying to make it sound fun...Nuzzling the ground under the IceQueen, he proded the snow with his paws to drag him under the Nahtill. The idea and goal was to then rise and balance her on his back while he found them some shelter.  

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"I will remove your ever moving as-..." Elsa warned half-heartedly as she begun to loose her consciousness again.

The world begun to fade away once again. She could just barely feel him moving the snow from beneath her, however, she was not in a right mind to comprehend what riding an express was. Each of her toes started to twitch again as she tried subconsciously to move.

What a day this was turning out to be. The moon had such a sick sense of humor, sending a boy to torment her. Was there any reason for her to be placed in this purgatory? Had she offended the moon by asking for some decent company? Or perhaps the moon was simply just a jerk, along with its wobbly-tuckas friend.  

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(Strenght and engry check )

It was a short amount of time, befoe Jack manged to rise and balance the scary Nahtill on his back. Moving forward, paws slipped deeper in the snow with the added weight. Grentet it wasn't more then he could handle but the task of walking was just made harder twofold, on top of that-they where still both wet.

Letting out a huff, Jack started forward unheadered like the polar express, searching for some sort of covering to shield them both from the cold night air.

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Not a lot of time had past before a hopeful cluster of snow covered rocks, was in view of the bent and low hanging trees. Jack's pace quicked, but not so much to hinder the sleeping beauty on his back. With a puff, the Tahtill reached the rocks and started to search for hopefully migh be an opening. He just had a 'feeling' their might be one....

Blue eyes darted and searched, til nose dipped down to find a crack just above the heavy snow pack and between two large stones leaning against each other.

A cave perhaps?

With out a second wonder, Jack's paws dove into the snow and like a 'mongrul' he started to shove and push back the snow behind him.

Yes. His paws hadn't hit anythign solid and the hole in the rocks was getting bigger....

The Frost kept working on the snow till the space of opening was large enough for at least one of them to enter at a time. Which then posed another difficulty....  

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(She didn't wake up)

Elsa remained unconscious and oblivious to the entire "ride" she was given treat to. What was going on now was completely lost to her. Fate so far had been terribly cruel...