I felt the roars of a dragon behind me, not one but two, the fear in my heart was not hidden as I practically ran for my life. I felt sticks and twigs being snapped as some scratched my bare legs as arms, snow covered my face and hair as I kept on running.
I tripped over a rock covered in snow and fell face first, groaning in the process but immediately getting up and backing up into a tree, the loud roars and thuds of the two dragons got louder as they came into view.
I shakily got up as they sat right infront of me, opening the mouths ever so slightly to show the tint of yellow and orange in their mouths. They inched forwards, I dont know why but a sudden boost of confidence came to me as I raised both of my hands.
"Lykirī! Lykirī! Calm." I spoke in Valryian, the dragons growled but closed their mouths.
The one colored in blue and silver stepped forth, inched towards my hand as he rubbed it slightly. The more red and orange one growled louder at me but nonetheless, he came forth. They both muzzled my palms as I sighed in relief.
"I think I'll name you Nieves." The blue and silver one. "And you, Fireheart." The red and orange one.
Two dragons, adding Grey Ghost makes that three.
Aemond should be worried now.
Heavens knows what will be left of him when I'm done.
A/N: Just a filler for now, f in the chat for Aemond when she gets her fourth dragon.
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