v On Wings of Frost
On Wings of Frost
If ever you become his prey, his glowing azure guise will be the very last thing you see...
"…..has died." finish it in my ask.

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Greeting an old friend

ask-exploring-ezreal:

"It’s just because of this amulet… I’m kind of tied to it, but then, I’m not sure if I want anyone else to have responsibility for it. It can be dangerous if in the wrong hands." Ezreal frowned slightly.

"I doubt the guild will allow me to take a vacation of sorts, though maybe I can ask a Summoner to heal me."

"You carry quite the heavy burden…" Kuryu almost whispered. This aspect is something even the frost drake can relate to. 

"Alright then…" he sighed "Maybe at the institute, you can run into Lux again. I’m sure she’d be eager to say hi to you again

Following the scent of what smelled like another half-breed much like himself, Kuryu found himself standing in front of a large grand gate which leads to the City State of Demacia. His eagerness to meet another of his own kind led him forward. As soon as he entered, immediately, the gazes of the townsfolk went his direction, specifically his unusual dragonic ears and spiky tail. The citizens didnt matter to him. All he wanted to do was find the other half-dragon (the-wings-of-frost)

shyvana-the-ice-drake:

shyvana-the-ice-drake:

Shyvana was given the task of patrolling around near the main gates to ensure there was to be as little trouble as possible amongst the Demacian citizens. Not that there was any trouble, but the royals figured it wouldn’t hurt to send their soldiers around the city to make sure.

Although she didn’t mind the tasks, Shyvana hated wearing the uniform that all active Demacian soldiers had to wear during their daily duties. Such garbs felt stuffy and scratchy on her body. However, she managed to keep quiet and tolerate such trivial annoyances. It was nothing compared to what she’s experienced in her harrowing past.

Shyvana nearly passed the great gates when she noticed a traveler wanting to enter the city. She quickly climbed the spiral stairs in one of the two lookout towers that flanked both sides of the gate.

Her ice-blue eyes narrowed as she saw what seemed to be an unusual dragonborn who exhibited strange physical features.

She motioned one of the young guards to open the gates so the strange dragonborn could enter. Shyvana then strolled down the stairs and exited the tower. She walked out towards the entrance of the gate.

Shyvana’s keen nose twitched as she detected a sickeningly sweet and sour scent that reeked from the other dragonborn.

Is this… what a half-dragon smells like? Shyvana thought to herself. She wondered if purebred dragons could smell such scents as well.

She wondered if she ever smelled that way when she was near her father…

Cautiously, she approached the other dragonborn.

"Who are you?" Shyvana asked.

…Flood.

Shyvana felt it.

Her heart hammering icicles of rage into her veins. The biting cold filled her chest, and the urge became stronger with each passing second.

The dragon was nearing…

But not yet. There was still one more obstacle:

She had to destroy the dam within herself. The dam that held the ice floes of her dragon heritage.

No, she couldn’t access it freely. She had to earn it.

Exerting herself even further, Shyvana snarled ferociously as she threw a punch at Kuryu. Although the blow was blocked by Kuryu’s arm, it was not necessarily without consequences. Shyvana thought she could almost hear a very faint and subtle crack…

// Sorry it took so long to reply. I’ve been feeling kinda burned out. o_o

Just as predicted, Kuryu had parried her next blow, but against such a powerful punch that even he had heard a small crack and started to feel a slight pain on his arm, thankfully not his right. Though it wasn’t anything he couldnt handle, Kuryu would have to refrain from using it too much. 

This fight was proving to be quite interesting. Should this keep up, he may even resort to taking the full form of a dragon. Situations which required the frost drake to partake in such metamorphosis were rare for Kuryu as he only does so when he absolutely needs to. But this time, he may make an exception…

"Hmph-!" 

Continuing to apply the pressure, Kuryu nimbly hopped and spun, throwing a powerful roundhouse using the momentum of his circular motions. The dragon’s tornado-like movements went on as he then made another revolution and went in for a sweep using the opposite leg and finally ending his spin with a destructive right hook. 

(( its fine my friend. Ive been feeling the same as well uwu ))

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dragon-of-the-chariot:

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ask-exploring-ezreal:

Greeting an old friend

ask-exploring-ezreal:

the-wings-of-frost:

ask-exploring-ezreal:

"…I feel like I’ve missed a lot."

"you have" a familiar cold voice called. Ezreal’s old ice dragon acquaintance descended from the sky and landed a few feet in front of him. His hair seemed longer than usual as it…

"I’m probably going back to the League or something. With my kind of absence, they’ll be eager to drag me back in." He sighed. "I won’t get any rests or anything. Not to mention short expeditions in between matches and such…" The cartographer looked a bit exhausted for some reason.

"Damn…" Kuryu shook his head "I wonder about the League and their ability to wipe out the freedom of an individual just like that" An audible sigh escaped the half-dragon. Another look at Ezreal, and he noticed just how exhausted he looked. To go into the institute in this state wouldnt seem very benificial. 

"Well, league expectations or not, you have to at least do something to reprucate your strength. You look like youre about to pass out"

Greeting an old friend

ask-exploring-ezreal:

the-wings-of-frost:

ask-exploring-ezreal:

"…I feel like I’ve missed a lot."

"you have" a familiar cold voice called. Ezreal’s old ice dragon acquaintance descended from the sky and landed a few feet in front of him. His hair seemed longer than usual as it was put into a ponytail and from his glance alone, one could tell he had matured somehow. 

"Im glad you arent dead yet"

"Nice way to greet someone." Ezreal frowned slightly, adjusting the rope on his shoulders. It seemed as if he had changed during his absence. His face wasn’t quite so rounded, and he didn’t have the same bouncy naïvety as before. "I see you’ve gotten a new hair style…"

"I just tied it back. It got longer" Kuryu pulled a strand from his ponytail and played with it a little. He then took a glance at the blonde, who seemed to have changed somehow compared to how he was back then. Like Ku himself, Ezreal seemed as though he had matured.

"So, now that you’re back, what are you going to do?"

ask-exploring-ezreal:

"…I feel like I’ve missed a lot."

"you have" a familiar cold voice called. Ezreal’s old ice dragon acquaintance descended from the sky and landed a few feet in front of him. His hair seemed longer than usual as it was put into a ponytail and from his glance alone, one could tell he had matured somehow. 

"Im glad you arent dead yet"

Can you reblog if you don’t mind me coming into your ask ic, even if we’ve got a thread?

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ask-ahrithe9tailedfox:

Open Starter, M!A based (schoolgirl or maid outfit, you decide)

ask-ahrithe9tailedfox:

Ahri walked around embarrassed in her new uniform, not being able to wear anything else. The magic had changed all the clothes in her wardrobe to the same outfit. She kept trying to cover herself, especially when the wind blew and people could get a view under her…

Ahri looked down completely embarrassed. “I… I can’t really control it…” She continued to hold her skirt down and tried to cover her body. “I am kinda curious though… D-Does it look good?” She was so nervous to be around people in this.

Often, people would react to him being surprised to see a man as tall as him with ears ad a tail such as his, but seeing as how the other has fox ears and nine tails, she could relate and probly wouldnt be that surrpsied to see him like this.

"Dont ask me about looks…" he sighed "I dont care much for them. Whats important is whether or not the clothing hinders you… why cant you control what you wear? A spell?"

Open Starter, M!A based (schoolgirl or maid outfit, you decide)

ask-ahrithe9tailedfox:

Ahri walked around embarrassed in her new uniform, not being able to wear anything else. The magic had changed all the clothes in her wardrobe to the same outfit. She kept trying to cover herself, especially when the wind blew and people could get a view under her skirt. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around nervously. “Y-Yes?”

Ionia wasnt a place he would often visit, but at least here there was some tranquility within some of the towns. With what hes been through, some peace and quiet could be something he could use. The half-dragon walked along the path before him, disregarding any passersby who may have noticed his presence (but with such a long tail and large ears, who wouldnt notice him?)

Up ahead, Kuryu happened to spot one of the champions of the league: Ahri, the ninetailed fox. Like most champions of the league, he would show his respect to those who fought on the fields. But whats this? She’s wearing a strange outfit, and it seems she didnt like it all that much either. So why is she wearing that schoolgirl outfit? Could it be a new trick to lure people? Best not to talk to her. 

However just before Kuryu could walk past her, the wind picked up, carrying a small leaf on the ground and gently tapped on the girl’s shoulder. She must have mistakenly mistook it as someone tapping her on the shoulder as she turned around and wondered what Kuryu wanted.

While it wasnt him that had touched her shoulder, Kuryu decided he may as well ask

"… Why the outfit…?"