Jagged spikes ran across his scales, gleaming like sapphires in the winter sun. His scales had stayed pristine and clean, his eyes frozen with emotionless satisfaction.
Across from him, an IceWing stood sternly, her wings faced back and brushing against the icy wall.
"Queen Glory," The male IceWing said, his blue tongue flicking in and out of his tongue like a venomous snake. A blizzard was howling outside, blazing with strength and made his appearance more chilling than ever.
"Yes," She said, her voice lowered to just a whisper, even though she knew full well that with that hurling storm outside, no one could hear her.
"Hmm." He unrolled the scroll carefully, his eyes scanning the words carefully written onto the paper. Beside it was an image of Queen Glory- a dragonet, but a formidable opponent nonetheless.
She felt a small thread of anxiety unravel in her, twisting and turning her insides.
"Fine, I'll do it." He said finally, setting the scroll down.
She stayed silent, but inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. "Here," She said, plunking the bag into his claws. A metallic ring echoed in the room, dull and deafening.
"Perfect." He snarled, and put it into a pouch around waist. As he stalked away, his tail brushed against the floor lightly, curling as he breathed a mist of frostbreath into the air.
She shivered, for she knew how well-known he was in the criminal world. An assassin that could beat anyone on Pyrrhia. He was cold, calculating and accurate. And as he faced the hurtling snow outside, one word stayed fresh in her mind, frosted with ice and death.
His name was Blizzard.
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The Hunt- Wings of Fire fanfiction
FanfictionAnemone and Tamarin go on an adventure to hunt down a notorious criminal. Maybe a hint of Anemarin.
