Frostine

Many eyes blinked at the light from the world, and wiggled in the grasp of a large Imperial.
Loud wingbeats overhead, and when she turned her heads to look around, along side the Imperial flew a Skydancer covered in rattling bones. The snow of her old home grew further and further away, and she soon saw the green ground of a different place. She reached her little hands towards it, the green, but it quickly left her sight too.
The brownish-red was an interesting sight to her, and her heads squeaked individually. Little wings flapped and she struggled in the grasp of the dragon holding her. They flew around the edge of a large hole with a bubbling liquid inside it, and she reached her curious hands out. The ground beneath them soon flattened out again, and with an excited squeak, the ground grew closer.
Eventually the large Imperial landed, the Skydancer landing beside him. She was placed on the ground with care, and followed these other dragons as they walked with a little encouragement from a weird bird that had greeted them when they landed.
Her heads looked all around, all the sights, before landing upon a large- but not as large as the Imperial -Gaoler as it approached them, a small Coatl in it's mane of fur.
She soon found herself following at the feet of the Gaoler, not a care in the world, nor a thought about her previous home.

This was her home now, and she was happy to be here.