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Ice forged in Fire - Tox/Cael - Leilan - 03-23-2020 We got older and I should have known that I’d feel colder when I walk alone As the male rounds another corner, he sighs - the view hasn’t changed one bit. One might say that Icicle Isle had always had just a single view - cold winds carrying ocean sprays or snow drifts, running over granite and sturdy grass, or in three out of four seasons, snow and ice - but these days it’s all grey and black and steam greeting him. The forest to the west is burned to black, ashen stakes, providing very little in the name of shelter, and even less in the name of a landmark. The landmarks, where there were many similar ones, now are all gone and reduced to ash, or they are rocks. Rock-with-a-round-dent is only distinguished from rock-with-pointy-end and larger-rock-without-moss by the smallest details. So Leilan finds his home is not very interesting to most, any more. And yet there are some who still call this place home. He smells one of them now, passing by crack-that-looks-like-Neverwhere’s-mouth (a relatively straight, if somewhat downward-facing line at the tips; the perfect scowl). The ice-covered stallion stands his ground and raises his nose to the air, testing it for the one who’s close by. A greeting whinny follows, inviting them over. Not many remain on the Isle. It’s best he finds out who and, more importantly, why they haven’t left. Leilan no. 7 | ice forged in fire @[Intoxication] RE: Ice forged in Fire - Tox/Cael - Intoxication - 03-28-2020 INTOXICATION RE: Ice forged in Fire - Tox/Cael - Leilan - 03-29-2020 We got older and I should have known that I’d feel colder when I walk alone The… creature that approaches him has a familiar scent from being around the Isle as resident - Leilan knows from his year spent here to upgrade his dragon abilities - but he’d never actually met the guy. And he knows now that he would have remembered a face like his. The little giant sure is a sight to see. He’s hairy, he has ice stuck to him where the Isle no longer has them, and he seems to have similar colouring to Leilan - but that’s about all that there might be for a likeness. Salutations. A greeting one doesn’t hear too often, as most might think it too formal. And especially Leilan might… still, there’s something to the guy that he quite likes. ”Tox, is it? Well enough, given the circumstances. Been recruiting a bit left and right.” the ice-scaled male shakes his head at the idea. ”How do you cope after the incident? I imagine it might be hard to outrun the dragonfire, let alone find anything to eat these days.” And that’s really something they need to take action on soon, he thinks. How does one feed a mammoth in this mess? Leilan no. 7 | ice forged in fire @[Intoxication] |