Her voice should have alerted the whispering death but perhaps the howl of the wind had swallowed her words. The dragon thrashed about senselessly like an eel out of water, unable to determine the ground from the sky. A crackle and thud of a tree forced over by the wind startled it and it lurched past them in a flurry of spikes, nicking Blizzard’s muzzle. He flinched and exposed his teeth but didn’t attack because whispering deaths were in many ways dangerous and this one seemed disoriented… It flipped up into the air once more and came down, flopping for a moment longer- turning trees to wood shards and then fell still amidst the destruction of its creation.

Blizzard remained still for many beats longer before creeping towards it and then suddenly he seemed to change his mind- jerking backwards with a shake of his head and flipping Ava onto his back to run to the far end in the island. He slid suddenly on an icy slope near the sheer drop of the coastline and bellowed with sheer alarm before flinging his wings wide. A powerful gust of wind embraced his efforts before they could collide with the freezing sea and he was heaved up, thrown back onto solid land- where he rolled her off and then rolled the other direction rubbing his snout on the ice.

Still in a panic over the smell of eel on the whispering death’s body. That forsaken spawn of slime. The thought of it slithering down that vast throat- he shuddered and rolled over again rubbing a new patch of snow.