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The dark green dragon found himself in a strange place surrounded by snow. A blizzard was raging on, the wind picking the snow off of the ground and whipping it in his face. He then realized that he was somewhere in The Southern Icefield.
How did I get all the way here? he wondered.
I thought I was in The Shifting Expanse near the spire...?
Then he began to notice himself shivering. Terror struck him as he scrambled to try and find shelter from the blizzard, but he could barely see anything in front of him. His scales numbed as he collapsed in the snow, shivering violently.
But w-why...? How did I end up here? Why here of all places? he struggled to grasp. The dragon hated cold weather because it made him weak and helpless. Since suffering a terrible experience in The Southern Icefield before, he has made it his mission to avoid the ice realm or any cold weather in general.
But now he was close to blacking out in the snow, too cold to feel anything. He heard a voice shout his name, clearly distressed; it didn't sound like anything he had heard before. He lifted his head and saw a crystalline dragon in the blizzard. She was very pretty... he became distracted by the purple and blue flashing in the harsh weather before seeing a black dragon that looked like a mirror running after her. The snow then covered his vision as the two dragons seemingly disappeared and all he could see was white. He then heard another voice talk to him; it was more familiar to him than the one calling his name, but still unclear.
"Gourd..." the voice mocked. "What's the matter Gourd? Same as always... too weak to handle anything. You think you're so tough, don't you? Well, get up then! What are you waiting for!? Get up!"
Gourd's eyes slowly opened. Pain flooded him once again as he saw something moving slowly away from him in the cave. He heard rumbling and noticed some stone falling from the ceiling. He realized that he was in the same cave he ended up in before blacking out. Then he lifted his head and noticed that he was in a corner. His head then smacked the ground, as he barely had any energy left. Something had dragged him from where he had collapsed.
But Gourd didn't suffer any more damage while he was out like a light, so was he just lucky that whatever dragged him didn't want to eat him or something like that? Before he knew the answer, more rocks began falling from the ceiling above him; bigger ones. As they were coming down towards him he began to panic.
I have to do something or I'll be crushed! he thought quickly. With all the strength he had left, Gourd jumped up and dodged a large rock that crashed onto the spot where he was. He began to stumble forward, trying to get out before he became trapped.
While doing so, he accidentally bumping into something large. He hastily moved out of the way and then saw a dragon at the entrance of the cave, the lighting streaming in contrasting with the black scales and white armor. He looked closer and realized that he had seen a dragon similar to this one in the 'dream' he had a while ago. But before he could fully process what he was seeing, a boulder that had fallen from the ceiling struck his back and broke into several rocks upon impact. Gourd screamed, new found pain burning in his back, and as he landed on his side, the pain he had felt from the cannon blast flared up again. His claws scraped the ground as he tried to bear the pain and get up, but to no avail. Part of him wished he was back in The Southern Icefield, but another part of him regretted that thought... he felt weak and helpless to the situation. And if there was anything Gourd hated more than the cold, it was feeling helpless.
Why do things have to be this way... what are they doing here?
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DragoGirl Gourd saw Midnight at the cave's entrance and @
Pandacow he also bumped into Xeno while trying to avoid the falling rocks; the voice mocking him at the end of the 'dream' will remain a mystery for now)