A Fridged Boarder (Open to All)

The air was cold, as usual, as the hybrid dragon walked the boarder of Icewing territory. The cold didn't bother her, but Snowblaze honestly wasn't sure why she even walked the edge of the Icewings' home. She didn't even know if there was a current leader of the tribe, for scales sake! And no other dragons could really live there. Plus, many of her fellow tribe members didn't even like her that much. She was only a quarter Icewing, or at least that was a healer's best guess. Along with her personality quirks. She wasn't always as cool and calculated as she was now, and she would change from this to spitfire without a moments notice. Her wyvern like stance probably didn't help either, though she had forelimbs like the others.

She continued, almost lost in thought as she continued to walk. Though she kept watching everything, taking in every detail. It would probably just be another boring day as an Icewing guardian.

The Wyvern wandered near the border of IceWing territory. He was looking for some healer things--he didn't know any of the names. He'd brought some herbs used for healing with him so he could remember what they looked like. Atarijor hadn't had a breakdown for a couple months. Of course, he hadn't had many encounters with other IceWings in that time either.

Then he spotted one. There was an IceWing nearby, wandering aimlessly. She looked like a Wyvern. This made Atar quite happy since Wyvern;s didn't outrank him like Dragons did. He went over and tried to speak in Dragon tongue as well as he could. "H-Helo (Hello)."

Snowblaze turned the moment she heard the strange talking, shocked to see another dragon. The dragon she saw was another Icewing, a wyvern by the look of it. She checked the wyvern head to toe, trying to figure out what he did. The dragoness waved one of her forpaws and spoke, sounding next to emotionless. "Um... Hello." She was clearly nervous, but at least it seemed mutual. It wasn't just that fact that Snowblaze didn't want to the wyvern to see her strange build, but also her lack of experience dealing with dragons that actually wanted to talk."So who are you and what do you do?"

Atarijor didn't know what to think about the female waving a forepaw at him. What did it mean? He tilted his head to one side as she spoke. It took him a minute to work out what she said. "W-Wyvern name Atarijor XVI. Atarijor... find pl-plan-ts for... heel-ing (healing)."

Zeoldrerrirth was exploring, as he always did on training break day for him. Today he was flying around the icewing territory. It was cold, but he couldn't feel it, since he was bone. He was looking around the borders, when he saw two icewings in the corner of his eye. Quickly, he swooped down the sky sharply, trying to hide from them. He didn't want a fight from them, but when he was flying down, he failed.....he mistakenly went too fast and actually dug right into the snow. "Ow..." He said, his voice muffled.

Snowblaze was surprised by how the wyvern, Atarijor, talked, and she noticed that he seemed confused by her waving. He was also a healer of sorts. It was definitely strange to the dragoness. The Icewings were so fractured that she couldn't imagine how he did his job. She finally showed the wyvern a small smile, her mind thankfully staying calculated for the time being. "Pleasure to meet you. I am Snowblaze, a guardian."

Then she heard a crashing sound nearby. She growled and moved between the wyvern and the noise, her tail flicking back and forth, ready for a fight. She then spoke with a voice of authority, though next to emotionless. "Show yourself!"

"Sn-Sno... Snoblaz?" Atarijor asked, trying to pronounce the name correctly. Then there was a crashing sound and the female moved to stand behind him, shouting at something. The Wyvern turned around and peered behind Snowblaze. He wondered if his masters had finally found him and sent a gladiator to kill him for escaping.

his snout was stuck to the cold snow for a few seconds, untill he heard a icewing. he panic, pushing himself so hard that he finally came out and tumbled below the ice. remembering what the icewing warned him, he tryed to flee, but the ice was too splippery for his bone hands.

The dragoness, surprised at first by the young dragon's appearance, shook her head as she walked up to him and planted one of her wyvern-like wings on his tail. As she did that, her own tail placed its barb near the dragon's neck. She then spoke to the bone dragon with a cold, yet satisfied, tone. "Who are you, young one, and what is your business here? And don't even try to tell you're an Icewing."

Zeoldrerrirths eyes looked at the icewing guardian. nervously, he answered the dragonesses question. "Z-Zeoldrerrirth....I was just taking my b-break from my t-training" he tryed to back away from the barb near his neck, but then he almost slipped from it. his glowing bones in him turned a little dim from his emotions.

Snowblaze's brow raised as she heard he was training. What would a trainee be doing on a boarder? She still wasn't sure about this kid, so the dragoness pressed him further, still cold and calculated. "Zeoldrerrirth? What tribe are you from, and why are you one the boarder, trainee?"

Atarijor watched fearfully as the Dragon that should have been dead talked and moved. He backed away, cowering. He hoped the bone Dragon would leave soon.

He almost gaked as the barb pressed against him further. any more,and he'll start to choke. "the n-n-nightwings" he gaked a little because of pain.
"look...im not l-looking f-for a fight. i just want to t-talk"

The dragoness stared at the bone dragon, practically looking into his soul with her blaze orange eyes. The jagged barb then moved away from his neck, and removed her foot-like wing from his tail. She walked in front of the dragon, hoping to keep him from running, then spoke in her odd tone. "If you're here to talk, then talk."