[Mingler] If this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?

[snowballsandfun]

It's not winter, not quite, not yet, but the weather seems to have forgotten that minor fact as the day downs crisp, cold and white. A layer of snow has covered the ground overnight and large, fluffy white flakes still drift down through the air. A glittering lacework of frost gilds the windows, and icicles have begun to sparkle along the eaves

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[seasonalstiles]

Stiles sometimes acts like he's older than his seventeen years, but not in snow. He's full of youthful energy as he bundles up for warmth and goes outside to play in the snow.

[snowballsandfun]

Jack approves when children of all ages play in the snow and he laughs in delight when Stiles comes out. "Hey, you come out to play, too?" He has no expectation of being heard, but he always tries just the same. "Who doesn't like the snow, right?"

[seasonalstiles]

Stiles does believe in mythical creatues (his best friend is a werewolf after all), but he's never really thought about Jack Frost one way or another. It's a shame too, because he'd love hanging out with Jack. Alas, he can't hear a thing, but he totally understands the call of snow and fun times. With no one else around, at least that he's aware of, he'll make a snow ball and toss it at a tree, hitting it solidly. He'll chuckle as it disperses on impact, and bends to make another.

[snowballsandfun]

"That's it!" Jack laughs as he collects his own snowball. "But trees aren't all that fun to play with." He throws his own snowball at the back of Stiles's head.

It's not like it will make Stiles see him if he turns, but it's ...plausible, at least? that the snowball might have come from someone hiding behind another tree.

[seasonalstiles]

Stiles cries out in surprise, turning around with a half-formed smile on his face. "What the hell?" he calls. "That's cheating, you know, Come out and fight me fair and square!" The words are a challenge. "Or are you afraid to try that when I can see you?" All the while he's making a perfectly packed ball to return in retaliation. He'll even stalk toward the nearest trees.

[snowballsandfun]

"Keep looking, buddy. Can't catch me!" Jack laughs as he lets the wind waft him towards a tree behind Stiles's shoulder. He'll wait until Stiles is near the tree he's stalking, perhaps even readying to throw, before throwing his own snowball at Stiles's back.