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KitsaRosethorn: Dragon Lair » Frigidum
Level 25
Wildclaw Female
Oct 08, 2015 (3 years)
Stats Growth
PrimaryWhite Crystal
SecondaryWhite Facet
TertiaryGrey Glimmer
Eye TypeIce Common
Energy: 0 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Represents fear, plague, destruction- autumn


Fierce ~ Virulent ~ Enigmatic ~ Curious

She wasn't supposed to be alive.
Frigidum, the spiral, now a Wildclaw, was not supposed to be alive.
She couldn't see, as there was something over her eyes as she pushed herself up. Disoriented, she looked around. She was no longer where she had laid, slain upon the icy ground all those years ago, but upon a soft mat. With a soft grunt that only she could hear, she pushed herself up, willing herself to open her eyes.
One small problem- she couldn't.
She felt the ground below her, her claws groping as she felt a stabbing sensation shoot up her arm. The ground below her was fire. She screamed, involuntarily, but shut herself up quickly. Whose place was she in to scream? What if someone had heard her? She cursed under her breath before picking herself up again. So, she would have to be careful. What about taking to the air?
Gathering up her wings, she took off- smoother than expected, but not the smoothest. Wobbling in the air, she could sense something, or someone- or rather someones- lurking in the air behind her. Wheeling around suddenly, she found herself in a tangle with 2 other dragons. Obviously a spiral, and a skydancer. Spitting in rage, she whirled around, ready to face her pursuers. However, one of them beat her to the words.
"What are you doing in our skies, you lumbering klutz?" a slightly feminine voice snarled. Frigidum froze. It was a very familiar voice that she had heard. One that she hadn't heard since she was little... Nevertheless, she pushed that thought away as she countered, "How would I know that this was your filthy land?" This seemed to have the desired effect as she could feel the female tense.
"What is your name, Wildclaw?" she said quietly. Frigidum, on quite the contrast, spit, "Why should I tell you?"
"Because I recognize you," came the answer. Frigidum was taken quite aback, and left speechless, she said the only thing she could think of: her name. There was a long silence, and Frigidum was confused to whether or not the dragons were still there.
"Frigidum..." she could hear the other dragon tasting her name.
"Yes?" she asked quietly.
"Do you know a dragon named Katrina?" the dragon asked. Katrina, she thought. Katrina her sister, the enigmatic little spiral that toted arrows and swung toy swords, pretending to be a warrior. The erratic, small dragon who loved with all her heart.
"Yes," was her answer.

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She could feel the other dragon stiffen. So what? It's not like the other dragon knew her sister... Then she spoke, softly.
"Frigidum?" she said, cautiously.
"Yes?" she replied testily.
"It's you," the other dragon went.
"Yes it's me. I lie about many things but my name is something that I don't lie about, dear," Frigidum replied, sniffing. About this dragon... there was something familiar... Finally, she was able to put a tab on what was going on.
"Are you Katrina?" she asked. Her answer was a yes. Taken quite aback, she stood there for a while. This dragon. This dragon, was her sister. There was quite an elongated silence before "Katrina" broke it.
"Then do you want to... come back?" she offered. Frigidum thought. Go back, to a home! To her sister, to her family!
"Is Ember here?" she asked hopefully, and to her relief, Kat said yes. Yes! The entire trio of madness would be together yet again... Just as they used to be, growing up, frolicking around the cold, arid mountains of the Southern Icefield...

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