Chapter 1

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It's almost time for my brother to become chieftain of our tribe... I wouldn't understand why though, he gets obnoxious from time to time and gets in trouble sometimes because of that, which amuses me a bit, but he is a good brother, he gets serious only if he needs to. Right now they are currently preparing him for his 'coronation' thing while they were getting me into armour for I was to become a warrior, my best friend was right there next to me, a fine frost dragon she is, sounds cheesy but we were friends since we were hatchlings, I kind of developed a thing for her but I'm not sure yet...
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While Blizzard was contemplating in his thoughts his brother was having a hard time with their mother and father started lecturing him with the 'same old boring thing' he was taught as a child "Mother, father, why can't I go training with Blizzard anymore?" his mother and father sighs "Icicle, Icicle, Icicle... You are the new chieftain of this tribe, you have duties to fulfill, you have to continue our family line." Icicle looks down in dismay 'but I also want to spend time with my brother' he says to himself in his mind right before another dragon, younger than him signaled the time has come.

At last he walked into the icy dome which looked small at first but once he entered he was started to head downwards, then at the end, a gigantic room underground filled with dragons, the one that caught his eye was his brother, Blizzard, his clear blue armour matched his scales which were perfectly matched with the colors of Lady Astra, they worshipped her, so he admired how his scales matched hers he continued walking and reached the altar where High Priest Kalt stood. While the ceremony was going on, Blizzard was cautiously looking around as a good brother must do, he does not want anything bad happening to the only brother he has, but still... The followers of Lord Meteor can be planning to attack as well as rebels, which is why all loyal followers of Lady Astra are guarding the dome from the skies, hidden in the snow, and camouflaged.
Frost could easily see the worry in his eyes so she planned to try and make him feel better by having a small conversation with him "So have any secrets you wanna tell me? Or anything I can know?" Blizzard's eyes constricted "W-What? Secrets? N-No I have no secrets whatsoever"
Blizzard face palmed knowing he made it obvious "Come on Blizzard, you can tell me anything!" she said as she went closer "Alright, I kind of snuck out of Astra territory and stole some books from the libraries of the Meteor territory?" Frost looked at him with wide eyes "You did?!" He was expecting a painful slap she always does when he does something she calls stupid and he could get in trouble for it when they were younger but nothing came "Um... Wasn't my actions stupid? Why didn't you-" Then Frost interrupted him "You lunatic! Of course that was stupid! I didn't slap you because..." she paused for a moment "Because that would be childish!" Blizzard just smirks then sticks his tongue out "Scared?" Frost's face was becoming red with anger but just then the High Priest started announcing something "I have just received word from Talon, head guard of the Silver tribe he has said that from what he had saw from above, a thief!" everyone stared in shock "What did they steal?!" asked a random dragon in the crowd "An egg..." an old looking silver dragon wearing gold armour stepped forward, Frost's anger was no longer focused on Blizzard but on the thief "Blasted thieves!" Frost looks at Blizzard her face no longer red "Please find the egg with me?" Blizzard started hesitating "But... I don't know if--" Frost looked sadly on the ground "No wonder you look old your like me" Blizzard scowled "O-Old?!" Frost snickers quietly "Yeah..." Blizzard grabs Frost "Ill show you old!" Frost smiles and sneaks out of the room with him just to find the now covered in blood as the silver dragons clash with the jeweled dragons of Meteor, they quietly snuck past the battlefield and flies to the Wind tribe.

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