Frostbite

Hatched with flecks of ice scattered over his thin coat of fur Frostbite was born special, but he wasn't the only one, he had a younger sibling, a sister named Arctica she was born with a thicker coat than normal with extremely abnormal pattern. His parents were disgusted by the two and casted them out of the nest and the clan, leaving Frostbite alone to fend for him and his sister. Life was hard for the two but hunting was easy, Frostbite and his sister both were gifted with the powers of the cold, he with Ice and her with snow. One winter morning a large group of dragons travelled through the forest the two wildclaws occupied, Frostbite ventured out to see who was disturbing their way of life. He was found by a large imperial with a crooked smile and cold gleaming eyes, he quickly released his ice to defend him and his sister from these dragons. The Imperial was interested in the small dragon and his ability "Is there anyone else with you young dragon" he said his voice tinted with smooth cruelty "I would like to know when I capture you for my circus", Frostbite drew back and spat back "If you think you could take my sister and I, you are deadly wrong sir", and quickly whirled around to run back to the den. "Arctica?" he called out gently and let out a sigh of relief when a small white fluffy head poked out of the cave "What is it brother?" she asked wearily "We must leave immediately this place is no longer our home" he urged her, "But why I thought we were fine here!" she exclaimed, but still came out beside her brother "There is a group of dragons after us, they want us to use our Ice and Snow for their own greed" he said before nudging her onto his back and set out and made sure to avoid the area where he met the Imperial.

Moons had passed after Frostbite and Artica fled their forest home, but still no matter where they went the Imperial and his 'Circus' followed them. "Frostbite I don't want to run anymore why can't we fight against them" Arctica hissed at him one night when the Circus found them once more "Arctica no let's flee staying and fighting leaves us with a chance of being captured and I don't want that for us" he said, attempting to nudge his sister away from the large group in front of them, but she whirled around her eyes blazing at him as she snarled "No I'm done running I'm staying and I will fight". Arctica twirled around to face the Imperial "Try to capture us I dare you, Try and capture you foxheart I dare you", Flaring her wings out snow immediately flared out of them twirling around her to create a raging blizzard, the Imperial snarled and he covered his head with his wings, but Frostbite watched as his young sister unaffected by the Blizzard, he watched as his sister try to fend off the dragons and get captured by the imperial "NO ARCTICA" he roared as he lashed his tail towards the imperial who firmly had his sister in his talon, Frostbite watched as the Ice daggers created himself slice at the imperial's dark purple eye and Wings.Despite his efforts to save his sister, Frostbite watched as the Imperial raise his head to stare directly at him. "You think you'll save your sister with some Ice boy think again" the Imp said his voice dark and threatening, Flaring his dark wings the imperial gripped Frostbite's sister tightly in his talons and took off "NO" He roared, but was unable to take off after his sister when a brightly coloured spiral tightly wound around him "a say goodbye to your sister cause you'll never see her again" the dragon hissed into his ear. The spiral had waited to let go of Frostbite until Arctics was out of their sight, upon letting go of the wildclaw Frostbite quickly swung his large talon on his foot at the spiral easily leaving a mark on the twirling dragon she left.
A whole Year had passed since my sister was taken from me, for what? To be forced to preform in a circus. I was lucky to escape but not without my sister, I had fled from the area and even the entire flight territory only to wind myself up in the wind flight territory. I had kept to myself, keeping my past a secret to myself and later on I found a small wind oriented clan near the edge of the flight and near the starting of the border to Plague. I was found out my a small group of dragons who lead me to the Matriarch a tall Guardian by the name of Shiveer, She welcomed me into her clan with open wings and I was glad, I no longer had to be on the run from that Circus Ringmaster. I myself in my newfound clan, had quickly became a well known mage and specialized in Ice and Snow, yet I still felt lost in my clan like I had no purpose in it.

A few months of living in my Clan and news Spread that our partnered Clan had rescued a young Wildclaw from a Large group that passed their territory. I had gone to the Matriach and asked her if she knew the Wildclaw's name or anything else about her. When I was told her name I smiled, it was my first smile in a while, My sister was alive and in my Ally Clan. I took my first chance I could to go to her clan. I searched for her and when I saw my little sister I tackled her and wrapped my wings around her in joy. Tears sprung into my eyes as I whispered "Dear sister I'm here, we're together again". I had my sister back and the most important person in my life.