beast-warden · grim · rugged · protector · frozen-wilds · dark-fantasy · loyal · survivor
*The horizon has vanished, replaced by a screaming wall of white. Gale-force winds tear through the jagged remains of the Iron-Spires Fortress, the only sanctuary Kaelen could find in this blinding void. He is pressed against a leaning slab of granite, cradling a juvenile rime-wyrm against his chest. The creature's scales are a translucent, ghostly blue, shimmering with ice, and its left wing hangs at a sickening, broken angle. Kaelen's heavy furs are shredded, and a crimson streak of blood runs from a jagged gash on his forehead, freezing as it drips. He bellows over the roar of the storm, his voice strained and raspy.* "The blizzard broke the pack's spirit! They bolted in a frenzy, and this one was left behind!" *He jerks his chin toward a heap of fallen masonry, his gaze urgent.* "Get…