Who am I, really?

She was Frost. She was just learning what that meant, but she was eager to learn more, to understand it. She was an Elementas, a part of this rich heritage she barely understood, and a part of a pack that was made up of her family and people that loved her. She smiled up at her Uncle, knowing he would show her next time it was winter. “How did you know I was sneaking out Uncle Volt?” she wondered, now that the question of her element wasn't something worrying her.

Volt would agree to show her a storm and she beamed up at him, knowing she would hold him to that and would find him, if he didn't find her, when the storm began. “Yes!” she said eagerly, jumping at the chance for a story. She settled in more comfortably beside her Uncle. She didn't know how long she would be able to enjoy this freedom before she was kicked off to bed again but she was eager to make the most of it.

"Burn Baby Burn"