slithytoves' Clan

Flying over the frozen sheets of ice outside the gaoler's jail reveals nothing but frozen wasteland. The tundra to the south is a much better bet for any escapee fleeing for their life. Which is exactly why the Artic Foxes avoid it like the plague.

Shawn's motto is never do the expected, and the den she set up, in the wake of the loss of the rest of the leaders, is no exception to that rule.

It's a hard life, in caves of ice under the surface, but it's not a bare one. Dragons came from all over to assist the rebels, with heavily ranging skillsets. A skilled trapper or scout contributes to the survival of the clan, but then so does the dragon that cleans and sews those hides to make stuffed animals and blankets. The Artic Foxes welcome both, so long as their able to be discreet, and willing to lose their lives to defend others' freedom.