A little drop of snow.

by grammar404


Chapter 1: Arriving at Twin Frost Village

Running as fast as she could, Rosie galloped through the tundra. The dire wolves growled behind her, getting louder and louder. She dared to take a look and immediately regretted it, as her eyes widened and she increased her speed. The wolves were gaining on them.

The wolves continued their pursuit, growling as to mock their prey. Snowdrop shrieked, she was terrified. Her gripped on Rosie tightened. The wooden walls of the village grew taller as they approached its gates.

"Hey! Anyone! Help!" Rosie shouted over her throat. "Open the gates! Please!"

They were a few meters from the walls now. Rosie was panting as she continued her run. She looked over at Snowdrop, who was clinging tightly with her eyes clenched. She returned her gaze onto the wall. Just in time as two pegasi in armour flew over the thick wooden wall and swooped them off the cold ice. From the walls projectiles were hurled, thrown, and shot to the grim creatures below. Some hit its mark, two dire wolves lay dead in front of the gates as the others ran back to the woods. Arrows were sticking out of the dead wolves' hides, and their muscle was bruised and swollen by rocks.

The pegasi guards gently dropped the two ponies beneath the gate house. Rosie landed on her haunch and let out a sigh. Holding her pounding chest with one hoof. After she finished she looked over to Snowdrop. The filly was still trembling.

"Hey," Rosie said gently. "We're safe now. We made it to the village."

The mare pulled the pegasus filly beside her, who embraced her hind leg; eyes still clenched. Rosie giggled and pulled the filly into an embrace.

"It's alright, it's alright." She cooed to the nearly traumatised filly.

Snowdrop's eyes opened and her breathing came less tensed. But she did not let go of the large, warm mare locked in an embrace with her. That, until muffled hoofsteps came closer and closer. Rosie stood up and placed Snowdrop on her back. The filly buried her face into Rosie's mane and hugged her shoulders.

"Hi, Glacier." Rosie said, smiling sheepishly.

"Dear Goddess, Rosie. What happened out there? We were worried when you hadn't returned last night." The voice was firm and has a commanding tone.

A mare clad in Iron armour, with a few black furs to keep warmth, stood in front of Rosie. The mare has a navy-blue and light baby-blue coloured mane and alabaster coat.

"You know that the mountains are dangerous at night, Glacier." Rosie's eyebrows furrowed and her face turned serious. "But something weird happened today."

"I can tell." Glacier chuckled before her smile faded as she realised Rosie was serious. "Let's talk over at my office." Then she noticed something shift on Rosie's back.

A little filly had fallen asleep on the mare's back. Using her cloak as some sort of a blanket as the top of her head was buried under Rosie's mane. The filly looked peaceful as it gave a quiet, and cute snores.

"Who's she?" Glacier said quietly. Pointing at Snowdrop's sleeping body.

"Her name is Snowdrop. I came across her while resting at a cave in an elevated cliff." Rosie stared at the filly for a moment, giving her a sympathetic look before turning back to her friend.

"Would you like to drop her off before we proceed?"

"No, it's okay. She's fine."

Glacier shrugged, turning around to head to her office. "As you say so."

Rosie looked at Snowdrop once more and smiled a little, before following behind Glacier. The little filly behind her back shifted and continued snoring.


In a room in the guards barracks, a few meters from the gatehouse, two mares and a sleeping filly was in an office separated from the guards living quarters. Glacier set her helmet down her table, which was adjacent to the door, and sat upon her wooden chair. While, Rosie walked in front of it; eyeing the furnitures and decoratives of the room.

The place was lighted by a light gemstone placed at the centre of the ceiling, accompanied by the shimmering light from the windowsills. Various swords and shields adored the walls, paintings of heroic and great guard chief hang beside them. There were also pot of plants at each corner of the room. And two beside the door.

Glacier sighed. "So, what's this weird thing you were talking about?"

"Were you outside when I was running for the gate?"

"No." Glacier raised an eyebrow.

"So you didn't see it?"

"See what?"

"The dire wolves, Glacier!" Rosie exclaimed. she quickly placed a hoof on her mouth, remembering the slumbering form of the filly on her back. She turn her head to see Snowdrop shift position. Her next words came quietly, but the tense in each had not disappeared.

"They attacked in the day,glacier!"

"But that's impossible!" The guardsmare frowned. "Dire wolves don't go out in the day. They hunt at night as they are afraid of the light."

"I'm sure of what I saw, Glacier. We were at the edge of the woods when they came from the shadows. We were almost turned into a wolf's breakfast if it wasn't for your pegasi stationed at the wall."

"I better give those two a drink then." She leaned forward, "If what you say is true then we have to tighten up the defences here in the outer wall. And double the patrol around the perimeter walls." Glacier shifted her weight. "You have the medicine and the seeds, right?"

Rosie nodded. "Yes, I have them right here." She patted the right side of her saddlebag.

"Good," Glacier stood from her chair and walked towards the door, she twisted the knob and pushed it open. "I got to inform the others and the village elders about what you said. You better go home and get settled. Go see your father first before going to the hospital and Mrs. Farmwood's farm."

She step out of the door and peeked slightly towards Rosie. "And Rose? Consider what I said a while back. Please retire from being a runner and find a new job." After that she trotted through the hallway on her way to the gatehouse.

Rosie had a sad look on her face, her eyes pointed at the floor. She sighed. "I can't Glace."


The sound of pounding metal rang through the hot air that escaped the open door to a workshop. Rosie went in, the room's warmth greeted her as it made itself known. The pounding sound grew louder as she made her way to the forge. The clanking noise had woken the small pegasus filly riding on the mare's back. As Rosie walked closer to the grey coated earth pony, who was hammering an iron ingot. Rosie stopped, the stallion, still oblivious of her presence, continued to hammer down the ingot, which was held by tongs.

Rubbing the stars off her eyes, Snowdrop then yawned; stretching her back and forelegs.

The hammering stopped. The grey coated stallion froze mid way.

Rosie smiled. "Hi, father."

The stallion slowly turned around to face her. "R – Rosie?"

Rosie chuckled.

"Rosie it is you!" The stallion exclaimed. Wiping off the sweat off his brown mane and dropped his tool. He ran to embrace Rosie, wrapping his forelegs around her neck and shoulder.

"Oh, my daughter! I was worried sick when you haven't returned yesterday." He pulled out of their embrace, locking eyes with her for a second before cocking his head as he spot Snowdrop.

"And who's this cute little filly?" He asked. Gesturing Snowdrop with a hoof.

"Oh," she looked at Snowdrop, who stared at her in return. "Her name is Snowdrop. I found her on my way home. Snowdrop ,meet my father Steel forge, he's the village's blacksmith."

"Umm.. Hi." Snowdrop shied away into Rosie's mane.

The father and daughter chuckled.

Steel forged sighed. "You look exhausted. I won't ask about what happened right now. But I just want to know if you're okay?" He placed a hoof on Rosie's shoulder and looked at her with understanding eyes, and a little smile.

The russet haired mare giggled then she nodded. "Yes, father. I'm alright."

"Well!" Her father exclaimed. He turned around to hammer the ingot. Rosie eyed the small bandage she wrapped around the scratch, it has healed now.

"You two better get inside and rest. I'll tell your mother that you returned, but I'll be sure she doesn't disturb you." Steel Forge smiled.

Rosie nodded. "Yes, father." She then walked into their house, on her way to her bedroom.


Rosie dropped Snowdrop on the bed. She stretched wide on all four as she jumped to her bed, she sighed her exhaustion off. She took a deep breath and released, a smile forming on her face.

Snowdrop sat on her bum and asked, "Umm.. Rosie?"

"Yes, Snowdrop?" Rosie replied, keeping her gaze caught in the ceiling.

"Are we safe now?"

The russet haired mare shifted her position to have s better look at the blind filly.

"For the most part, yes."

Snowdrop raised an eyebrow. "Most part?"

"The dire-wolves have been really hostile towards the village in this past few months. The nights are much more dangerous than before. They tend to try and climb the wall, which a few had almost done. So we mostly keep inside the village during the night, and they send runners, like me, to get stuffs that the village can't produce by itself. Such as modern medicines, new books for the foals, and new techniques for the pony races that reside here in Twin Frost."

Snowdrop pouted and cocked her head down. "I wish that those wolves don't bother us anymore. "

"That goes for all of us." The mare chuckled. "Tell me, Snowdrop, can you read?"

Snowdrop blinked. "I – I don't think so since I'm bli–"

"No!" Rosie interjected. "Not read, Read! But hoof reading!"

"Hoof reading?"

"Yeah!" The mare smiled. "I thought that if you could, then we can adjust if we ever want you to go to school."

"Oh..."

"Say, do you know anyone that is related to you?"

Snowdrop lay comfortably on the bed."N – no."

"Well, I'll be sure to ask around if anyone knows you."

"Rosie, do you hate me?"

Rosie chuckled. "No!"

"W – would you leave me when we don't find my relatives here?"

The mare blinked and stared at Snowdrop. "Of course not! Why do you think that?"

Snowdrop sniffed, her lips trembling and her eyes were threatening to cry. She wrapped her hooves on her face.

Rosie gave a light smile, her face calm and sympathetic. "Come here." She took the filly closer to her and the two was locked in an embrace.

"If we don't find anyone of your relatives, I'll be sure to take care of you."