Blizzard

"Please! We'll do anything! Get us out!" The lead wolf begged, trying to jump out but utterly failing.
Grey rolled his eyes like they were insane and walked off. Why would he help the wolves who were going to eat him? Time slipped by and before he knew it he was face to face with a wall of ice. It stretched high into the sky the clouds almost in its clutches. But there was something different about this wall of ice. (Not that there were many)
There were spiraling towers inside of it. Paved charcoal black streets complete with yellow lines painted onto them stretching into the distance. Grass was inside of it too, frozen in mid growth, still green. Even debris like soda cans and candy wrappers were frozen in mid-tumble on their way down the road fluttering in the dead wind. But the strangest of all was the inhabitants of this place. Up above he could see Gryphons, mighty wings spread out the sun still reflecting off of their bronze feathers frozen in mid flight. He saw a creature which looked like a polar bear, but seemed to be wearing gold-plated armor. Dragons had their wings outstretched, ready to take off into the crystal blue sky which they would never reach. Grey could even glimpse what had been going on when this giant freeze had come along. Was this the secret society Grey had been looking for? And what had caused a freeze of this size to happen so suddenly? Was it something that could still be a threat? Maybe even cause another one of these.... Deadly freezes?