In the quiet settlement of Frostvale, far below the endless glaciers and whispering winds of the South, there lived animals who had chosen laughter over survival’s grim seriousness. Their names were unusual, strange even among the creatures of the ice. The leader was Talvik Orren, a puffin with feathers so black and white that he looked like a perpetual jester in a tuxedo. His best friend was Iskel Juna, a seal pup whose clumsy flops and sudden spins made every child of Frostvale laugh.