As I watched the pale pink sun rise, welcoming the faint warmth which was so rare, relishing every ray I received. That's when I saw him. He was hunting for beluga whales, one of my favourite prey items. He wasn't like any of my clan, he was DEFINITELY a cold blood, but he was different, like me. He was pure white, glistening in the snow. Next to him, seemed to be a little green dragon, and according to what Cana had told me, the male warm bloods were green, and due to the size of the little green guy, i could tell he was around Cana's age.

The pure white male was stunning, sky blue eyes, long tail, huge wings, and maybe around my age with his size. A scar covered body, similar to my own scar ridden body, then something caught my eye. A bright red symbol was on his left shoulder, it kinda looked a bit like and R. Oh no, he was a rogue. That's what that mark on his scales meant. The red glistening in the sun like blood in snow. The R spelled danger. Though the R was quite hidden due to the many scars that had covered it.

At this point, he began to become suspicious that someone was watching them, Cana had joined me a few seconds and used her small body to hide under my camo wing, after all her body was less than half my size.She saw the rogue mark to. We were 20 miles out from the cavern. No other dragons in sight. I tapped on the snow floor, 1.... 2....3!

We lept out of our snowy cover and attacked the two males. Scratching, biting and then pinning them after the long fight. They writhed underneath our grasps but we held strong. Males often underestimated me, even though i was much larger than most of them. 

"w-what the-!" the white male began. His glistening eyes darting to and fro in surprise, fear and confusion. The little guy seemed to be enjoying himself. 

"Quite Intruder!" Cana snapped. I gave a flick of my tail as a sign to let them go, but not completely.  She looked hesitant, but agreed her eyes flicking between me and her prisoner. Her face sprinkled with a slightly pink dust.

"Why are you here!" I seethed. "Who are you!?"I demanded again roaring into the poor male's ear. He sat there, head bowed down in submission his eyes at my claws. He seemed to be eying me, but it was hard to tell from the position of his pale head. 

The white male began to speak while his companion was still crying under the grasp of my best friend. "We were hunting, we came for only food."

"This is my pack's territory. You are not welcome here, ROGUE. You shall be taken back to our prizon where you shall be questioned by our alpha. Now follow my partner, or there will be consequences." I growled. The two simply nodded. As Cana and I escorted them to the cavern. The little green seemed to be very conflicted on wether he should be excited that he was around females or terrified. I could feel the gaze of the white male on me as i led the way. His piercing gaze filling me with unease and strange excitement.

When we arrived at my hellish home, my grandma was busy. She was dealing with one of the many fights, meaning that it was my responsibility, as her descendant, to do the questioning. As we locked them in chains and bounded their wings, I questioned the white male while Cana was interrogating the little guy.

"Who are you?" I began. The male betrayed no emotions on his face, yet his eyes spelled out fear and curiosity.

"Frost, son of a defected male, of the name Icicle." He spoke clearly, his voice not wavering and bursting with confidence.

"Age?" I questioned again, not because it was necessary, but because i was curious.

"I believe i am now currently Five hundred and twenty two, now I have a question for you, lovely queen, who are YOU and what are you going to do with a Drake like me?" He questioned, using the proper terms for describing our genders. His voice full of cocky ness and confidence.

"I am Beta Articana, granddaughter of Alpha Permafrost. Aged Five Hundred and Eighteen, Now what were you doing on our territory?."

"I was only on the ice flats for hunting reasons, I was never warned of the rules of the pack as I lost my mother and father Two hundred years ago. I apologise Beta. My companion, Magnus and I were headed to the edge of the ice lands to hunt the little walkers, I promise that we did not intend to trespass." His voice was formal and he again used quite good language and the proper terms, meaning he was probably quite well educated. 

"Hmmm, fine, I will let you off with a warning, frost. However you must be gone by the next 6 months." I released his body and led him to the dens. As we did not have enough dens, he had to share, with me!. Same with Magnus and Vulcana. As we lay down in the nest, Zinc flew over.

"Awww has blue face got a boyfriend?" She mocked. Her face twisted up in laughter. 

"Go away Zinc, he's a prisoner and will be released in the next six months." I retorted. I really didn't want to deal with Zinc's crap right now. Not like i ever did.

"Not as handsome as my Walrus though. Would your mother approve? Oh wait.. She's dead!" that is when tears began to fall. The ice freezing to my face. It was very well hidden though and Zinc didn't seem to notice yet. Then she did.

"Aww look, she's crying!" 

That is when Frost snapped. His tail flicked angrily, his head held high.

"Leave!" He growled. Zinc took the message and scurried off. I thanked him, at the time, neither of us knew what this ment, but it would certainly change our lives forever. Zinc returned later that evening, with her whole gang, this time, i helped Frost chase them off. 

After about 2 months, he confronted me about Zinc. I reluctantly began to open up.

"Articana, I cannot help but notice that you and Vulcana are constantly bullied by those other dragonets. Why?" He and I had developed a small friendship and apparently Magnus had a Crush on Cana. Frost told me. Figures.

"I rather not talk about it" I responded hurriedly.

"Why do you put up with it?" He questioned. I sighed before I reluctantly answered.

"I have to produce young to help our species, and its very difficult to find a mate. It's been like this since My mother, Alpha Blizzard, died, I'm bigger than them, but younger and I have a birth defect which makes my scales slightly blue like my dead dad, SubZero. Genetic mutation I guess. I'm the only one with the characteristic so they hate me for being weird, same for Cana. They also hate you and Magnus because your different too. They despise you for standing up for us. Even though i will probably never find a mate anyway. I'm to ugly. To many scars, weird scales. Not that i would want one of those Carp."

"You are beautiful." Frost whispered quitely. I pretended not to hear. I stretched out my tense wings as i made my way to our small den.

"Why dont we run away?" He questions. Hope plastered on his slightly angelic face. 

"Talk about it tomorrow." I pretend to be tired. I wasn't. I was wide awake. I pretended not to notice him pulling me under his wings and wrapping his legs around my body and intertwining his whip-like tail with mine, his smooth scales soothing my scar-ed one. I sighed as i fell into a fitful slumber.