+10 fr time. Addicted to g1 tundras. Sniping and training fodder whenever I have time and space, if I bought your dragon at a cheap price, there is a good chance it's going to be exalted, please do not thank me for buying these dragons B3 My nests are available for free if empty, just ask :)

Ice Flight Valkyries!
Some kind of wishlist
My adopt shop!
My art shop!

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"If you ever become lost in the everraging blizzard, just remember to look for the giant skull encased in ice...there you will find a clan of dragons who do not fear the cold, and they will welcome you to their home as one of their own."

These words echo in your head as the chill wind lashes at your hide, the cold making your legs feel numb. You can hardly keep your eyes open, much less look for some skull. Still you keep pushing on in the knee-deep snow, sure that you can't be far.

Suddenly, a strange shape appears before you, even though you were sure that nothing had been there a second ago. Looking closely, you can make out the body of a white wildclaw, his body almost completely blending in the surroundings. His head is adorned by a headdress made out of some strange creature, and his wings are covered in pure feathers. He watches you in silence, taking notice of your wretched state. Then he makes a sharp turn, his tail coming to rest on your shoulder. "Follow me", he says and starts skillfully navigating the blank surroundings. You find yourself following him, not having much of a choice in the matter.

After an undefined time, you feel a shift in the air around the two of you. Almost out of nowhere, the snowstorm stops, and you see a big courtyard leading to the side of a mountain. The sun reflects from the grand icecastle carved out of its side, the entrance big enough to fit an imperial through. Above that entryway a huge skull sits, covered in ice, just like you were told. You can see many dragons scurrying form place to place, and the wildclaw on your side clears his throat.

"Welcome to the Frostskull Keep, traveller."