The long, pearly scaled dragon stretches her hind legs out on the floor behind her with her head curled back into her forearms. An icy draft leaks into the room where her obsidian skinned master and his companions are resting. She delightfully curls up over the rend in the wall, effectively blocking the chill from entering the room. Wisps of frosty breath roll out between her deadly teeth in rhythmic puffs, causing a myriad of crystalline shapes to form on the floor, only to melt in between breaths and reform at the next.
The fact that her master enjoyed such awful warmth was easy to overlook. Beyond Commander Pharamol, he was the first to affirm her, encourage her, and care for her without beating or ridicule. She could deal with his incessant need for heat. As she rests, the scenes of the previous battles play back through her dreaming mind, perhaps a bit colored by her own biases.
She screams through the air, across the line of the wall and towards one of the brutally viscous frost drakes. Darting and ducking her agile neck, she smashes her open jaw against the beast’s neck, tearing open a grievous wound. The statue-man on her back sinks his puny weapon deep into the creature’s side, just to the left of the other puny rider. Magnificent white dragon and black rider streak by, leaving the frost drake writhing and plummeting to the depths below in their wake.
Another drake unleashes a wave of frozen breath, but Cindrix laughs, bathing in the cool breeze that tickles her scales. She holds back the urge to launch at the beast, waiting for her master to give her the signal. Finally it comes, and the two dart back and forth across the sky, dropping the wicked bullies like lambs at the slaughter.
With a slow groan, Cindrix rolls over on the hard stone floor, involuntarily reaching a hind claw up to scratch at an itch near her shoulder. In her sleep, she sneezes suddenly, splotching a hunk of slimy ice against the wall merely inches from where Ishbaad sits, scratching some strange book with a tiny stick. Her sleep remains uninterrupted, however, as her dreams shift to the next battle.