DeathFrost

Once full of life but now she sits in the frozen plains of a lost world covered in frost and snow.
She was once a small and happy spiral with here loving parents. But one day she was walking around here home town in the frozen cold forest of frost wood. Her town was small but it was home. She loved the feeling of the cold winter snow under neith her talons. The slipper wet feeling of the frozen ice. She was walking around the edge of the forest were the frozen plains of the frozen tundra she spotted a dragon covered in red. Filled with worry and fear she ran to the dragon. It was another spiral male covered in blood. Not sure if it was his or anothers. She stept closer to him ever so slowly til he collapsed onto the cold winter snow. She picked him up slowly and dragged his cold, bloody, and heavy body back to her lair. No one would be there since she moved out of her family's lair and into her own. After some time she got him back and slowly undressed him. There were small cuts and stabs all over his body. There was also three large gash marks causing most of the bleeding. After tending to his wounds she went to have his cloths cleaned and dried. When she got back he was still asleep. So with nothing to do she just started on some supper for the two of them. If she could get him up to eat. After some time later that night he started to move around. He moved so sluggishly trying to get his surroundings. He then opened his eyes realizing he wasn't somewhere he was supposed to be. But he spotted the kind and caring Death Frost in her small cooking space. The smell of spices and seasonings filled his nose. Death looks over to see that hes up. With a sweet and warm smile she slowly walks his way with a bowl filled with a meat hearty soup. She sets the bowl down and steps back so he would feel safe and maybe not kill her. But he never moved. Until a loud sound could be heard. The sound of a hunger stomach. He slightly blushed as she smiles at him. Her snow white eyes filled with a gentle warmth. He then let his guard down just a little as he grabbed the still warm bowl of soup. She giggled as he ate ever last drop without ever really chewing the chunks. She grabbed the rest of the pot and headed his way with another bowl in hand. Not to long after the pot of soup was nothing more. And he was now a stuffed spiral. He then looked to her wonder why she helped him without even knowing if she would be harmed or even be killed by him. She looked his way and said, Death: i know what ur thinking and now i had no idea if u would hurt me. And i still don't know if u will. All i now is u were hurt and needed help. And with a warm smile she headed back to her cooking space to clean the dishes that had been used. He laid down near the warm and comforting fire place and started to doze off. His stomach filled with food and a warm fire place made him fell safe and at home. A feeling he hadn't had in what seemed life forever. And with that last thought he fell in to a deep and happy sleep. The smell of cooking food awoke him to a warm and welcoming morning.