5008 AS, Outskirts of the IceWing Kingdom
"Find her.. F-find Thorn-" Peak shouted in a broken and dim voice to his daughter. His voice was cut off before he could finish his sentence, a black SandWing tail impaling him in his heart.
A blood-curdling scream followed his shaky words, hurting the young Igloo's ears. She stared off at her father being ruthlessly killed in horror, her eyes shaking with tears flooding them. She turned her head slowly to face the snow beneath the SandWing, her father, and herself. It was stained dark blue with the blood of her father. Igloo's tears dripped down her cold face and froze as they hit the sub-zero temperatures of the tundra's blue snow.
Igloo opened her snout to let out a silent scream as the SandWing turned to her with a smirk. It had a black cloak covering it's body to conceal it's identity, but she could see it's glittering black eyes staring at her with no remorse.
She quickly turned her back to her father's body and the SandWing with no hesitation and flapped her small, white wings as quickly as she could, trying to escape from the dragon who slaughtered her only family. She closed her tear-soaked eyes tightly as she flew towards the desert, sobbing quietly to herself.
"I'm so sorry, father.." She murmured to herself in a terrified and miserable voice, her whole body shaking tremendously in fear. The SandWing stayed behind, standing beside the innocent dragon it had just murdered, watching Igloo frantically flee from her family, her home, her tribe, all with a satisfied grin on it's sandy snout.
"I'm so sorry.."
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Fantasy|Warning: There may be some spoilers for TBN from the WoF series in this book, and there may be some gore. Please read with caution.| Igloo and her friend Orion have set out to find her mother and help establish peace around Pyrrhia, but as challeng...
