Standing at the Winter's Dark Heart frenzy sands -- Updated --

She'll be back to there once she finds something special at Arx Atra Mons

Calebrindra diCosimo, from Italy

Now 5th Year

Specializes in charms and dueling

Worst subject is divination

Zenan wasn't all that old, not quite half a year old, when Naspeth announced that they ought to come along back to Akalera. Back they went, indeed. She, Leny, Bhaktar and Zeramar, all waiting to see what these new eggs held. They had experience now, and Cale was pretty sure that while she might want to hold off on creating a magic school just yet, she'd definitely be up with Zeramar to do it after their dragons were grown.

One cowardly hatchling had found that his instincts were correct and that having his back against a wall was indeed the best way to stand, as he grappled with a hatchling with far too many heads for his taste. Four, to be precise, and all intent on taking a chunk out of his hide, and the paws that glowed an eerie icy pale, like blue fire, burned and yet froze anything they touched. It was surprising, and rather disturbing, that if the beast had gotten him from behind he might not have managed to fend it off, between its surprising weight and size for a hatchling, its many heads, and the chill fire that shrouded its paws.

The hatchling was suddenly ripped away from him, though, and tossed aside by another, its body fading from red all the way through to a deep midnight blue, that then chased the four headed dragoness a ways away before returning.

~Aashuyrn, will you permit me, Lershan, to guard you and be a second pair of eyes for you? Between the two of us, no one shall slip past unseen.~

The four headed dragoness, having been cheated of her prey, slunk over to Cale. ~You and I will practice together, won’t we? I don’t want to ever lose again. Oh, I’m Nezatah by the way.~

"Nezatah," Calebrindra said with a wide, slow smile on her lips. "We will certainly practice. You and Zenan had best get along though," she lowered her tone, "because I will not tolerate losing either one of you. You are both my prizes, so if I lose one of you, I might as well lose both."

~.... I understand. If that beast does as well.~

I know her better than you - heed her words. You look like you could do with something to eat... Let me get it for you, dear newcomer...

The bipedal hatchling wasn't all that convinced that Zenan'cza was out for her best interests, but she was hungry.

Name: Nezatah
Gender: Female
Bonded to: Cale
Color: Ice Water
Mother: Ornuth
Father: Seshisashir
Abilities: Telepathy, Teleportation, bipedral
Special Abilities: Icefire magic (blue fire that simultaneously burns and freezes), Icefire paws (has the same effect as her Icefire magic, but it's an aura around her paws that she can control, at her will it can be just a glow that has no effect, or can have the full effect of her magic, or anywhere in between), Water magic
Personality: Nezatah hates losing in anything, and will do everything within her power to grow stronger after every defeat, constantly throwing herself back into the fray until she's the victor.