Is That...Really You? (Fryst and Freya)

Freya knew Konan did not like her going to the humans world alone, just because he was afraid someone would come to hurt her. So she snuck out when Konan wasn't around, and went to the humans world. She had told her mother, Jules, but made her promise to not tell her brother where she would be.

Freya wore some white cut off jean shorts, with an over sized black t-shirt. She wore her ankle boots and a hat on her head. She had come to the lightwoods because she used to live in them, she could remember all the days she spent running around, playing, chasing butterflies and birds. The animals in this forest had become her family, something she didn't have until she went to Luna.

Freya walked into the field full of flowers and sighed happily, this was her favorite place in the entire world. She used to spend all day just laying in the flowers, daydreaming about a life she wanted to have. Of princesses being saved by handsome princes, of dragons and other mystical beings. Of having a family that loved and cared for her. She sighed, spun around, and fell to to the ground.

Freya giggled a bit, if it were snowing, she would've made a snow angel. But until then she laid in her field of flowers, just relaxing in the sun light, her eyes closed. Listening to the sounds of everything around her.

His world, had been human up until he had turned two, soon after that he grew up in the land of fairies with his adoptive family. He had loved it but it had been a while since he had been able to enjoy himself. His name was Fryst or in English it was "Frozen", the full name he had been given by his parents was Swedish meaning Frozen Wings since he had none. It was a soft joke but as well played at his powers over snow and ice. Yet there was something he looked for, a certain girl his family and someone else's family had betrothed him to. Did Fryst mind it? Not really. He wanted to give it time. Yet he had run from home, to find her. Did his parents know he was gone? Yep.

Fryst had escaped to the human world and smiled a bit, the magic he had been given by his parents helped him get here. This forest was beautiful. Only a few times he had seen it in the winter, even then it was gorgeous.

Lifting his eyes to the sky he looked to the clouds, fluffy and white as he stared. Fryst was the last of his kind, all of them had been killed off and no one knew why. He had been the survivor. Walking softly to the biggest tree he grabbed at the bark as his hand seemed to shift and warp. Claws formed as he began to climb the trunk of the tree. Once as far as he could go he sat on a trunk. His hands had gone normal as he looked out. The smells and sights of the forest were beautiful. However he caught a small scent on the wind. Sitting up more he looked out as one arm rested on his knee. Standing he shoved off and jumped from the tree. Doing a roll once he dropped down he stood up. Fryst recognized that smell. What was it doing here?

He moved slowly and began to look about for the smell. He knew this smell didn't need him to hunt it down. He could just simply walk. No need to transform into his wolfine side.

Freya had just been laying in the grass, just basking in the sun light. When she heard something. She frowned, maybe it was an animal? Or another fairy? She shrugged. She stretched a bit and yawned, it was so warm and quiet today. She could sit out here all day long. She heard some footsteps nearby and sat up slowly, she turned around so she was sitting on her knees. Freya could hear the waterfall close by, she stood up slowly.

" Hello? Is someone there?" She called out as she looked around. " It's alright. You can come out now, I'n not going to hurt you." She added, she could already hear her brother Konan's voice telling her that she was being an idiot and that the animal could be rapid or it could be some crazy pyshco killer. But she pushed those thoughts away as she looked in the shadows of the woods. " It's ok, I won't hurt you I promise."

His pace was slow, his eyes narrowed a bit but froze. That voice. Besides the leaves and the breeze he heard it but why was it familiar. He sighed and crouched down. His eyes closed as the ground around him in a foot radius past his hand began to frost over. The frost began to pull and coat his body to make him look like a white statue. Only then did his eyes open. His hand dug into the ground, the frosted flesh cracked and broke as his form shook. Convulsions the muscle pushed at the frost making it swell and creak. His body began to pull out like heated taffy before looking thin. Like a skeletal animal was being formed. His face pushed and pulled to form the long snout and his ears became pointed. A soft growl came as the frost began to break open. The fur showed. Pushing out before he stood on his hind legs. Hunched and arms crossed. His tail pushed out of his spine. Flicking and Twitching before he stood and jerked his arms out. The frost fell to show the navy hued black beast. Large and fully filled his form dropped to take on the dire wolf like state. Lifting a claw he curled it into a paw shape and then did the same to the other before walking out to be in full view of the girl. His steps slow and formed frosted prints upon each step. Each step would fade no sooner did his paw leave. Once he was not too far he paused. The ice began to form about and around where he stood.

Freya watched the figure for a bit and frowned, what was it doing? She wondered. Was it a shifter? Was it a werewolf? She had no idea. She backed up a bit as it came out of the shadows. She than stood there, looking at it in awe. It was...beautiful. People may have thought she had lost her mind, but that was what Freya thought. She saw frost begin to form around him and frowned, was he a wizard? She made a hmm noise as she approached him, she assumed it was a he, slowly.

" What are you?" She asked him softly and kindly, she crouched down and held out her hand to him, she couldn't believe she trusted him and she didn't even know who or what it was. Konan would have passed out, bitten the wolf, and everything in between if he saw her now. " I don't think you'll hurt me." She told him as she held out her hand to him.

His fur shifted in the breeze, his large wolfine form waited as she examined him. He was trying to recall who this was. She smelled familiar. Her question came, he looked to her then watched her hand. Ears slowly went back and he snarled. She wasn't threatening but he was playing. Soon as he saw her hand close enough he sniffed and examined her hand. Snorting air past his nostrils he moved fast and had her hand in his mouth playfully as his tail wagged a little. He was gentle with her skin and pulled back. His eyes looked up as her and wiggled before pouncing on her. Then moved and laid on her. Sneezing away from her snow formed all around them in a genlte layer.

Freya watched him, she was a bit too innocent for her own good. She watched as the breeze gently moved his fur and moved a bit of her hair. She moved her hand back hesitantly as he snarled but kept it out stretched, she wasn't sure he'd actually bite her, but she still wanted to be a little cautious around him. She held her breath as he smelled her hand, when he snorted air past his nostrils she sighed in relief.

Freya yelped a bit as he had her hand in his mouth, she began to giggle innocently, he wasn't hurting her although it looked like it. She laughed loudly as he pounced on her. Freya scratched his head and behind his ears, he was like a much bigger much more fluffy Konan. She looked up and around as a gentle layer of snow formed around them. " Bless you." She told him as he sneezed. She watched the snow fall and looked at him, her eyes wide in awe of it snowing in September.

" How did you do that? Are you a wizard or something?"

He did not understand, why was he so happy? Why did he allow her to pet and scratch? He moved so his form was curled around her. Eyes staring deeply into her before he made a gugling sound. His neck vibrated a bit and words began to sound out, "I am an Ice Wolf." the gurgling had helped him speak out without having to move his mouth. A trick he learned from a strange beast. He nuzzled her and sat up, eyes blinking before standing on all fours, "I am the Winter Spirit... the last one of my kind... even if I die winter lives on as a new spirit- it has many in its family."

Freya smiled. She could tell he was happy but confused. Konan seemed to have that confused but happy look a lot. She giggled as he curled around her and he scratched his head and moved down to his back, she looked into his eyes and there was something familiar about him. She couldn't place it though. She felt like she had known him her entire life. It was strange but she liked it, she wondered if he could turn into a human or not.

Freya nuzzled him back. " An ice wolf? What is that?" She asked curiously, she listened to him explain and she nodded slowly. " So, you're like an ice spirit?" She asked. She was very interested in hearing about this.

She had never been graced with one of his kind, no one had except his parents. He sighed, what could he tell her? Honestly Fryst did not know much about himself. Other than his life curently. Looking to her he nodded, "In many ways yes, yes I am. I am human outwardly but this beast- is my curse and birthright." he chirred and swished his tail, "My father and mother do not understand my breed. All they know is I have ice magic that can cause a small storm or anything I wish. I prefer to use it lightly, instead of heavy and dark." he laid down and looked to the snow. Rolling in it to coat his fur and laid on his side. Eyes closing he began to just relax.

Freya waited patiently for his answer, her eyes wide and innocent, waiting for him to explain. When he did explain she listened intently. " You're not a beast." She told him deadly serious. " Don't say that about yourself ever again." She added. " What do you look like as a human?" She asked him innocently, she was already coming up with a million possibilities of what he could look like. Some were good, others were not.

Freya nodded. " Understandable. I wouldn't want to use it darkly either unless i had to." She told him. " I take it as your parents aren't the same. Other than you told me you were the last of your kind." She added with a giggle. She let the snow just fall on her, it was nice and calming. She took a deep breath, held it, and exhaled loudly.

Soon, there was enough snow for a snow angel, she giggled a bit and began to make one. A big childlike smile on her face, she was surprised she wasn't cold since she was only wearing shorts and a light t-shirt. She looked over at him. " What's your name?" She asked as she turned to lay on her side.

Not a beast? She actually- said that? His eyes looked at her very much stunned. His wolfish snout moved and you could see a soft smile. Moving he stood and shook his fur out, his "paws" un-curled and became the hands they were. Pushing up he stood on his hind legs and growled a bit. Nodding he looked to the snow and lifted out his arm, the snow began to dance and swirl in a thin line around his hand and palm.

Fryst."

The word came out growled. Lifting his head he howled to the sky, clutching his hands tight as he did. The snow began to move and cover his form fully. A thick statue of snow of the wolf side before it cracked and fell. Shaking off the snow he wiped off his sleeves and blinked, "Yeah its Fryst, my parents are faeries." he said and crouched down a few feet away, "I am glad you do not think I am a beast. It's rather nice to see someone appreciate it and not fear it.'

Freya blinked at his shocked expression, but than she saw him smile and she smiled back. " You have a nice smile." She told him, she looked at him as he stood up. She sat up herself and watched him change from a wolf, before she even realized it she had stood up and watched in awe, she had never seen a wolf change before, it was quite fascinating.

Freya smiled when he spoke his name. " It's a pleasure to meet you Fryst." She told him honestly, she gasped and her eyes widened when he howled. Was it a howl of pain? She sure hoped not. Freya covered her face as some snow flew towards her when he shook, she giggled a bit, when she uncovered her face and her jaw nearly hit the ground. He was hot, she blinked at herself, she had never thought of anyone that way before and it was very shocking. " Y-Your parents are fairies?" She said, trying to shake herself out of this stupor that she had somehow gotten herself into. She smiled brightly. " Why would I fear what you are? Its pretty amazing actually." She told him.

" So, you're parents are fairies but you're not one?" She asked.