A Song of Ash and Snow

Wargs have always been rare in the Lands beyond the Wall, though they are far more common than in Westeros. Nevertheless, skin-changing is a coveted power, and the reason Barra was torn from her parents so early on.

Now, escaped from the cruel band of wildlings who'd stolen her, she heads further and further North, in hopes of finding somewhere she can be free for a little while. Along the way, she stumbles along a peculiar egg that feels colder even than ice. Then, after finding shelter in an abandoned cave under a weirwood tree, she watches as the egg hatches into a creature that is more the stuff of legends than even dragons. An Ice Dragon, who were rumoured to exist in the Dawn Age.

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Story starts near the middle of season six {episode seven/eightish} of Game of Thrones, just to give you an estimate of the timeline.

This is the counterpart story to my other ASOIAF/GoT fanfic, A Song of Skies and Stars, please go read that too, as they will intertwine at some point.