Jack clambered into the sled clumsily, and settled down in it. It took him a moment to get comfortable, his only real method of transportation had been flying for so long, it felt strange to be in a sled of all things again. But it was a sled, and a sled was meant for travelling through the snow and the snow was something he was comfortable with. And of course the curious white snowman beside him played a large part in his comfort factor. He sighed, leaning back. He really was more tired than I thought. "Well there's nobody to my knowledge so far that can control fire. But the Man in the Moon creates new guardians every so often, so it really wouldn't be a surprise if there is one. You should meet old Nick one day, he lives up in the North Pole and its always snowing peppermint snowflakes there," Jack grinned, he had been partially responsible for the flavoured snowflakes. It had been an experiment gone awry but Nick was so pleased with them that they just stayed put. 

"Actually I'm still fairly new to this whole guardian thing. I've only joined the ranks of the guardians pretty recently. I've been a pain in the guardian necks for quite some time before joining them. It took them all quite some time to warm up to me," Jack chuckled sheepishly, recounting his past acts of micheviousness with ease. He hadn't lost his prankster side at all even as a guardian.

"Hmm? Glaceberg? Why yes, I love that place. A city simply immersed in all the snow and ice you could ever wish for. There's a castle with windows that perfect tint of blue,like the ice over a frozen lake. And walls so pure, so white, like they had been sculpted out of the snow that it sits in," Jack had been there four, maybe five times before. Each time was amazing and breathtaking. "There's a little path that winds up the mountain, it'll be faster that way."